Soak up the sun
My friend the communistHolds meetings in his RVI can't afford his gasSo I'm stuck here watching TV
I don't have digitalI don't have diddly-squatIt's not having what you wantIt's wanting what you've got
(chorus)I'm gonna soak up the sunI'm gonna tell everyone to lighten upI'm gonna tell 'em thatI've got no one to blameFor every time I feel lameI'm looking up
I'm gonna soak up the sunI'm gonna soak up the sun
I've got a crummy jobIt don't pay near enoughTo buy the things it takesTo win me some of your love
Every time I turn aroundI'm looking up, you're looking downMaybe something's wrong with youThat makes you act the way you do
(chorus)
I'm gonna soak up the sunWhile it's still free
Don't have no master suiteI'm still the king of meYou have a fancy ride, but babyI'm the one who has the key
Every time I turn aroundI'm looking up, you're looking downMaybe something's wrong with youThat makes you act the way you doMaybe I am crazy too
(chorus)
I'm gonna soak up the sunI got my 45 onSo I can rock on