Lyrics
Nibblin’ on sponge cake
Watching the sun bake
All of those tourists covered with oil
Just strummin’ my six string
On my front porch swing
Smell those shrimp
Well, they’re beginnin’ to boil (bubble, bubble, bubble)
Wasted 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 all Cecil’s fault
I don’t know the reason
Stayed here all season
With nothing to show but a brand new tatoo
But it’s a real beauty
A Mexican cutie
How it got here
I haven’t a clue
Wasted 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 all Ronnie’s fault
Old men in tanks tops
Cruisin’ the gift shops
Checking out chiquitas down by the shore (Hey wanna ride in my new car baby?)
They dream about weight loss
Wish they could be their own boss
Those three day vacations become such a bore (Boring, Boring, Boring)
Wasted 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 could be my fault
I blew out my flip flop
Stepped on a pop top
I broke my leg, had to limp on back home
God I still feel pain
I wish I had some cocaine!
But that’s been gone since early this morn’ (Go Get me a little!)
Wasted 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 claim that there’s a woman
To blame (always is), and I know it’s my own damn fault
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