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right outta this town. when this old skin
is weighing me down. this old skin. outside orlando in the sunshine state
has just upped itself another degree. i am the very last orange of the whole years crop. hanging dearly to the branch of the tree. and the wind and the spring couldn't do anything. so i'm burning in the sun of the south. that old sidewinder in the dust below
right outta this town. when this old skin
is weighing me down. this old skin. outside orlando in the sunshine state
has just upped itself another degree. i am the very last orange of the whole years crop. hanging dearly to the branch of the tree. and the wind and the spring couldn't do anything. so i'm burning in the sun of the south. that old sidewinder in the dust below