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.
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 nobody's fault.
Don't know the reason,
Stayed here all season
With 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.
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, - 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.
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
And I know it's my own damn fault.
JIMMY ROCKS IT MORE OR LESS LIKE HIS CARE FREE Attitude TOWARDS LIFE AND THE WORDS IN HIS MUSIC ARE LIKE U REALLY NEED TO THINK ABOUT THEM ITS STRONG STUFF. THS SONG I LIKE BECAUSE IT REMINDS ME OF MY DAYS DOWN THE JERSEY SHORE EVEN THOUGH I WAS NOT OLD ENOUGH TO DRINK AND THAT YOU CANT BLAME YOUR LIFE ISSUES ON OTHER PEOPLE. NOW WHERE IS MY SALT SHAKER AND YES THAT IS THE LEAST OF MY WORRIES AT THE MOMENT
MIKE
