Nibblin on spnge 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 beginning to boil
Wastin 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 I 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
Wastin 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
Old men in tank tops cruising the gift shops
Checking out the chiquitas down by the shore
They dream about weight loss, wish they could be their own boss
Those three day vacations become such a bore
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
Wastin 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 say that there's a woman to blame
And I know it's my own damn fault
