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  • 作词 : Jimmy Buffett
    作曲 : Jimmy Buffett
    Nibblin' on sponge cake
    Watching the sun bake
    All of those tourists covered with oil
    Strumming my six-string
    On my front porch swing
    Smell those shrimp, they're beginning 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
    Nothing 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
    Hell, it could be my fault
    I blew out my flip-flop
    Stepped on a pop-top
    Cut my heal 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
    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 my own damned fault
    Yes and some people claim that there's a woman to blame
    And I know
    It's my owned damned fault
  • 作词 : Jimmy Buffett
    作曲 : Jimmy Buffett
    Nibblin' on sponge cake
    Watching the sun bake
    All of those tourists covered with oil
    Strumming my six-string
    On my front porch swing
    Smell those shrimp, they're beginning 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
    Nothing 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
    Hell, it could be my fault
    I blew out my flip-flop
    Stepped on a pop-top
    Cut my heal 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
    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 my own damned fault
    Yes and some people claim that there's a woman to blame
    And I know
    It's my owned damned fault