I’m gonna raise a fuss I’m gonna raise a holler About a working all summer Just to try to earn a dollar Well, time I called my baby, Try to get a date My boss says, no dice son You gotta work late Sometimes I wonder What I’m a gonna do But there ain’t no cure For the summertime blues Oh, well my Mom and Poppa told me, son You gotta make some money If you want to use the car To go ridin’ next Sunday Well I didn’t go to work , Told the boss I was sick Well you can’t use the car Cause you didn’t work a lick Sometimes I wonder What I’m a gonna do But there ain’t no cure For the summertime blues 暑い夏がまた やってくるくる みんなで海へくり出そうぜ! イカした あの娘に声掛けりゃあ アンタは まだまだ子供だよっ! どうにもならないこの気持ち どうすりゃいいのさ summertime blues