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  • Nibblin' on sponge cake
    Watchin' the sun bake
    All of those tourists covered in oil
    Strummin' my six-string
    On my front porch swing
    Smell those shrimp hey they're beginnin' to boil
    Wasted 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
    Wasted away again in Margaritaville
    Searchin' for my lost shaker of salt
    Some people claim that there's a woman to blame
    Now I think
    Must be Buffet's fault
    I blew out my flip-flop
    Stepped on a pop-top
    Broke my leg twice I had to limp on back home
    But there's booze in the blender
    And soon it will render
    That frozen concoction that helps me hang on
    Hang on
    Wasted away again in Margaritaville
    Searching for my lost shaker of salt
    Some people claim that there's a woman to blame
    But I know this is all Alan's fault
    Yes and some people claim that there's a woman to blame
    And I know it's our own damn fault
  • Nibblin' on sponge cake
    Watchin' the sun bake
    All of those tourists covered in oil
    Strummin' my six-string
    On my front porch swing
    Smell those shrimp hey they're beginnin' to boil
    Wasted 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
    Wasted away again in Margaritaville
    Searchin' for my lost shaker of salt
    Some people claim that there's a woman to blame
    Now I think
    Must be Buffet's fault
    I blew out my flip-flop
    Stepped on a pop-top
    Broke my leg twice I had to limp on back home
    But there's booze in the blender
    And soon it will render
    That frozen concoction that helps me hang on
    Hang on
    Wasted away again in Margaritaville
    Searching for my lost shaker of salt
    Some people claim that there's a woman to blame
    But I know this is all Alan's fault
    Yes and some people claim that there's a woman to blame
    And I know it's our own damn fault