Summertime Blues PMV
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Lord, I got to raise a first
Lord, I got to raise a Harlem
A bottle working on summer
Just to try to earn a daughter
Lord, I tried to call my baby
I tried to get a date
Sometimes I wonder what I'm gonna do
Lord, there ain't no kill for the summertime blues
Well, my mama, papa told my son
You got to make some money
Well, if you wanna use the car
Go right next Sunday
Well, Lord, I didn't go to work
I told the boss I was sick instead
Sometimes I wonder what I'm gonna do
Lord, there ain't no kill for the summertime blues
I got to take three weeks
I got to have a fun vacation
I got to take my problem to the United Nations
I done told my congressman it's a good idea
And he said, "Whoa, dig this, boy"
Sometimes I wonder what I'm gonna do
Lord, there ain't no kill for the summertime blues
You
Take thee weeks, I come to help a fabrication
I got to take my problem to the United Nations
I told my congressman and he said, "Whoa, dig this, boy"
Sometimes I wonder what I'm gonna do
Lord, there ain't no cure for the summertime blues
Whoa, there ain't no cure
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