Can Tan lyrics

Soaking up the rays is an time-tested way

Of giving the appearance of endeepened café

But fair-skinned folks have procurred a fate

For the sloughing sunburns do incapacitate

Taletold sign of speckled-brown spots

For the solar scribe to connect the dots

Mistaken for a beet after baking in the sun

Is this agony some kind of masochistic fun

But burn we must a sacrificed bellwether

Melanin-bronzed with the feel of real leather