Down at the beach with Mrs. Mc Gregor.
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When will you learn? You silly little beggar.
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So you fall prey, during most of the day,
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to the sting of the ultra-violet ray.
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Knock, knock, knock - here comes Mr. Cancer.
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It's all because you've been a nudie prancer.
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It's all your fault, you've invited him over,
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...big and hairy, melanoma
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When your skin's peeling back
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from your face and your back - it's Peter Mac.
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...and when the moles on your feet
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seem to constantly bleed - it's Peter Mac.
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Be very careful when you're down at the beach.
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Where ultra violet is the nature of the beast
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As you turn brown, you may think you're a hunk,
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But cancer is removed in very large chunks.
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Peter Mac
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