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Nibbling on sponge cake Watching the sun bake All of those [?] heads 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 I don't know the reason I stayed here all season Nothing to show but this brand-new tattoo It's a real beauty A Mexican cutie And how she 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 Now I think, hell, it could be my fault I blew out my flip-flop Stepped on a pop top Letras de cancionesCut 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 Now, I think, it's my own damn fault Yes, and some people claim that there's a woman to blame And I think, it's my own damn fault From Letras Mania