Lyrics

Nibblin’ on sponge cake
Watchin’ the sun bake
All of those Parrotheads covered in oil
Strummin’ my six-string
On my front porch swing
Smell those shrimp they’re beginnin’ to boil (Bubble, bubble, bubble, bubble)

Wastin’ away again in Margaritaville
Searching for my lost shaker of salt (Salt, Salt, 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
I think she might be a Nantucket Cutie
Or maybe she’s from the Vineyard, I haven’t got a clue

Wastin’ away again in Margaritaville
Searchin’ for my lost shaker of salt (Salt, Salt, Salt)
Some people claim that there’s a woman to blame
And I know, it’s all you women’s fault

Old men in tank tops
Cruisin’ the gift shops
Checkin’ out 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 flip
Stepped on a pop top
Broke my leg twice 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

Wastin’ away again in Margaritaville
Searching for my lost shaker of salt (Salt, Salt, Salt)
Some people claim that there’s a woman to blame
But I know, it’s my own damn fault