Nibblin’ on sponge cake
Watchin’ the sun bake
All of those tourists covered with oil
I’m strummin’ my six string
On my front porch swing
Smell those shrimp
Hey, they’re beginnin’ to boil!

Wastin’ away again in Margaritaville
Searchin’ for my lost shaker of salt
Some people claim that there’s a woman to blame
But I know that it’s nobody’s fault

I don’t know the reason
Stayed here all season
With nothing to show but a brand new tattoo
But it’s a real beauty,
A Mexican cutie
How it got here? I haven’t a clue!

Wastin’ away again in Margaritaville
Searchin’ for my lost shaker of salt
Some people claim that there’s a woman to blame
But I think – Hell, it could be my fault!

I blew out my flip flop
Stepped on a pop top
I cut 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

Wastin’ away again in Margaritaville
Searchin’ 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 and some people claim
That there’s a woman to blame
And I know it’s my own damn fault