Lyrics:

But she wouldn't look my way
I think she looks tanner that ever
Impossible for mid-November
Tan in a can
Tan in a can
Lying there in that aluminum tube
Orange skin, pigmented lotion tube
The friends you make, the ones I hate
Your body is baked, your tan is fake
Now you told your friends at school
Said that you laid by the pool
Looking wrinkled, looking old
Maximum U.V. overload
Tan in a can
Tan in a can
Tan in a can
Tan in a can
No Use For A Name Tan In A Can