My friend
the communist
Holds meetings
in his RV
I can't afford
his gas
So I'm stuck
here watching TV
I don't
have digital
I don't
have diddly squat
It's not having
what you want
It's wanting
what you've got
I'm gonna
soak up the sun
I'm gonna
tell everyone
To lighten up
I'm gonna
tell 'em that
I've got no
one to blame
For every time
I feel lame
I'm looking up
I'm gonna
soak up the sun
I'm gonna
soak up the sun
I've got
a crummy job
It don't
pay near enough
To buy the
things it takes
To win me some
of your love
Every time
I turn around
I'm looking up
you're looking down
Maybe something's
wrong with you
That makes you
act the way you do
I'm gonna
soak up the sun
I'm gonna
tell everyone
To lighten up
I'm gonna
tell 'em that
I've got no
one to blame
For every time
I feel lame
I'm looking up
I'm gonna
soak up the sun
While it's
still free
Don't have
no master suite
But I'm still
the king of me
You have a
fancy ride
but baby
I'm the one
who has the key
Every time
I turn around
I'm looking up
you're looking down
Maybe something's
wrong with you
That makes you
act the way you do
Maybe I am
crazy too
I'm gonna
soak up the sun
I'm gonna
tell everyone
To lighten up
I'm gonna
tell 'em that
I've got no
one to blame
For every time
I feel lame
I'm looking up
I'm gonna
soak up the sun
Got my 45 on
So I can rock on