G
Living on sponge cake, watching the sun bake
D
All of those tourists covered with oil
Strumming my six string, on my front porch swing
G
Smell those shrimp, they're beginning to boil.
C D G
Wasting away again in Margaritaville
C D G
Searching for my lost shaker of salt
C D G D C
Some people claim that there's a woman to blame
D G
But I know, it's nobody's fault.
G
Don't know the reason, I stayed here all season
D
Nothing is sure but this brand new tattoo
But it's a real beauty, a Mexican cutie
G
How it got here I haven't a clue.
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C D G
Wasting away again in Margaritaville
C D G
Searching for my lost shaker of salt
C D G D C
Some people claim that there's a woman to blame
D G
And I think that it could be my fault.
G
I blew out my flip flop, stepped on a pop top
D
Cut my heel, had to cruise on back home
But there's booze in the blender, and soon it will render
G
That frozen concoction that helps me hang on.
C D G
Wasting away again in Margaritaville
C D G
Searching for my lost shaker of salt
C D G D C
Some people claim that there's a woman to blame
D G
And I know it's my own damn fault.
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