Margaritaville

Nibbling on sponge cake, watching the sun bake

All of those tourists covered with oil

Strumming my six string on my front porch swing

Smell those shrimp, they're beginning to boil

Wasting 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

Don't know the reason I stayed here all season

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

Wasting away again in Margaritaville

Searching 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 poptop

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

Wasting 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