From the recording Songs We Wish We Wrote

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Our take on Sheryl Crow's classic hit.

Lyrics

My friend the communist
Holds meetings in his RV
I can't afford his gas
So I'm stuck here watching TV

Well 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 to soak up the sun
I'm gonna tell everyone to lighten up
I'm gonna tell them that
I've got no one to blame
But every time I feel lame I'm looking up
I'm gonna soak up the sun

And 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 to soak up the sun
I'm gonna tell everyone to lighten up
I'm gonna tell them that
I've got no one to blame
But every time I feel lame I'm looking up
I'm gonna soak up the sun

Don't have no master suite
I'm still the king of me
You have a fancy ride
But 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'm crazy too

I'm gonna to soak up the sun
I'm gonna tell everyone to lighten up
I'm gonna tell them that
I've got no one to blame
But every time I feel lame I'm looking up
I'm gonna soak up the sun