Soak Up The Sun. Sheryl Crow/Jeff Trott. My friend the communist. Holds meetings in his RV. I can¹t afford his gas. So I¹m stuck here watching TV. I don¹t have digital. I don¹t have diddly squat. It¹s not having what you want. It¹s wanting what you¹ve got o. CHORUS:. I'm gonna soak up the sun. 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 o I¹m gonna soak up the sun. I'm gonna soak up the sun. I've got a crummy job. It don¹t 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 you¹re looking down. Maybe something¹s wrong with you. That makes you act the way you do. CHORUS. I'm gonna soak up the sun. While it's still free. I'm gonna soak up the sun. Before it goes out on me. Don't have no master suite. 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. CHORUS. I¹m gonna soak up the sun. Got my 45 on. So I can rock on.