MARGARITAVILLE . . .

Nibblin' on sponge 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 beginnin' to boil 

Chorus: 

Wastin' away again in Margaritaville 

Searching for my lost shaker of salt 

Some people claim that there's a woman to blame 

But I know it's nobody's fault 

I don't know the reason 

I stayed here all season 

Nothin' 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 

Chorus: 

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 

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 

Searching 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 claim that there's a woman to blame 

And I know it's my own damn fault