Tanorexia Tuesday

I just don’t believe that tanning, whether indoor or outdoor, is any more addictive than a whole host of things that make us feel good but aren’t so good for our health if partaken in excess. (Like a daily pint of Ben & Jerry’s.) Perhaps that’s because I’ve had sufficient life experience with substances that are truly physically addictive to think that I know the real thing. Or maybe it’s just the cynic in me who suspects that the shrink industry has watered down the concept of addiction because it’s a source of paying “patients” in need of “treatment”.

But, right or wrong about tanorexia, I’m so darn grateful to the now-famous New Jersey twit known as Tan Mom (or as my bloggin’ friend Al calls her, Mela-Momma) for helping to build melanoma awareness and providing me with rich material for a song.

So, in ‘honor’ of Mela-Momma, here’s my take on Cream’s “Sunshine Of Your Love”…



I’m getting near done,
Tan lights cause their leathered fries.
I'll soon be with you my docs,
To learn of my mole surprise.
I'll be startin’ infusin’ soon,
I'll be with you when new scars start calling.


I've been basting so long
Black C’s where I'm going
In the sun lights that I love.


I'm with you my oncs,
Some fright’s shining through from you.
Yes, I'm with you my oncs,
Time for mourning I’m tan-free too.
I'll stay with you onc docs now,
I'll stay with you till my C is dried up.


I've been basting so long
Black C’s where I'm going
In the sun lights that I love.


I'm with you my oncs,
Some fright’s shining through from you.
Yes, I'm with you my oncs,
Time for mourning I’m tan-free too.
I'll stay with you onc docs now,
I'll stay with you till my C is dried up.


I've been basting so long
I've been basting so long
I've been basting so long
Black C’s where I'm going
In the sun lights that I love.