Nibblin＇ 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



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

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

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 pop-top

Cut my heal 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

Searching for my lost shaker of salt

Some people claim that there＇s a woman to blame

But I know

It＇s my own damned fault



Yes and some people claim that there＇s a woman to blame

And I know

It＇s my owned damned fault