Nibblin on spnge cake, watchin the sun bake All of those tourists covered
with oil Strummin my six string on my front porch swing Smell those
shrimp, they're beginning to boil
Wastin away again in
Margaritaville Searchin for my lost shaker of salt Some people claim that
there's a woman to blame But I know it's nobody's fault
Don't know
the reason I stayed here all season With nothing to show but this brand new
tattoo But it's a real beauty, a Mexican cutie How it got here I haven't
a clue
Wastin away again in Margaritaville Searchin for my lost
shaker of salt Some people claim that there's a woman to blame Now I
think, hell, it could be my fault
Old men in tank tops cruising the gift
shops Checking out the chiquitas down by the shore They dream about
weight loss, wish they could be their own boss Those three day vacations
become such a bore
I blew out my flip flop, stepped on a pop top Cut
my heel, had to cruise on back home But there's booze in the blender and
soon it will render That frozen concoction that helps me hang
on
Wastin away again in Margaritaville Searchin for my lost shaker of
salt Some people claim that there's a woman to blame But I know it's my
own damn fault Yes, and some people say that there's a woman to blame And
I know it's my own damn fault