Margaritaville (Jimmy Buffett)                    
                                                  
Living 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 is sure 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 And I think that    
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.                                               
                                                  
Wasting away again in Margaritaville Searching    
for my lost shaker of salt Some people claim      
that there's a woman to blame And I know it's my  
own damn fault.