(Jimmy Buffett)



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