Joan Jett & the Blackhearts - Summertime Blues - текст песни и слова, похожие исполнители

Kishore Kumar Hits — Joan Jett & the Blackhearts - Summertime Blues текст песни

Исполнитель: Joan Jett & the Blackhearts

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Well, I'm gonna raise a fuss and I'm gonna raise a holler
About workin' all summer just tryin' to earn a dollar
Well, I went to my boss, that governs me
He said, "No, dice, bud, you gotta work late"
Sometimes I wonder what I'm gonna do
There ain't no cure for the summertime blues
♪
Well, my mom and papa told me, "Now you better earn some money
If one of you is gonna go ridin' next Sunday"
Well, I didn't go to work, I told my boss I was sick
He said, "You can't use the car, 'cause you didn't work a lick"
Sometimes I wonder what I'm gonna do
There ain't no cure for the summertime blues
♪
Gonna save two weeks, gonna have a fine vacation
Gonna take my problem to the United Nations
Well, I went to my Congressman, he sent me back a note
It said, "I'd like to help you, hon, but you're too young to vote"
Sometimes I wonder what I'm gonna do
There ain't no cure for the summertime blues
♪
Now there ain't no cure for the summertime blues
Now there ain't no cure for the summertime blues

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