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Skin
When the sky was bright and blue, summer days came and went
The memories of easy living, I used to sun myself.
Covered in margarine or baby oil
Get those legs brown, treated my skin cruel.
The summer days now are filled with factors
Cream for this, cream for that
Wear a hat, cover up.
Get those legs brown, fake it, don’t bake it.
Stripes and patches instead of peeling skin
Orange instead of brown
Factors cover me from head to toe
Baby oil sales at an all time low
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