Nibblin' on sponge cake Watchin' the sun bake All of those tourists covered in oil Strummin' my six-string On my front porch swing Smell those shrimp hey they're beginnin' to boil Wasted 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 Nothin' to show but this brand new tattoo But it's a real beauty A Mexican cutie How it got here I haven't a clue Wasted away again in Margaritaville Searching for my lost shaker of salt Some people claim that there's a woman to blame Now I think must be Buffet's fault I blew out my flip-flop Stepped on a pop-top Broke my leg twice I 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 Hang on Wasted away again in Margaritaville Searching for my lost shaker of salt Some people claim that there's a woman to blame But I know this is all Alan's fault Yes and some people claim that there's a woman to blame But I know it's our own damn fault