Nibblin' on sponge cake Watchin' the sun bake All of the tourists covered with oil Strummin' my six string On my front porch swing Smellin' those shrimp, they're beginning to boil I'm wastin' away again in Margaritaville Lookin' 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 I don't know the reason I stayed here all season With nothing to show but a brand new tattoo But she's a real beauty A Mexican cutie But how it got here, I haven't a clue sponsored links Wooh, here we go Wastin' away again in Margaritaville Searchin' for my lost shaker of salt Well, some people claim that there's a woman to blame But I know, hey, it's my own damn fault Here we go Hey bartender, over here Uh huh Well I, I blew out my flip flop Stepped hard on a pop top Cut my heel, had to cruise on back home But there's booze in the blender, wooh And real soon it will render That frozen concoction that helps me hang on Wastin' away again in Waboritaville Lookin' 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, I heard people say that there's a woman to blame But I know it's my own damn fault It's all my fault Yeah Aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye Here we go, baby, wooh Come on home, baby, come on home, wooh