Magarittaville: Jimmy Buffet # 07 - 1
 
D 
Nibblin' on sponge cake, watchin' the sun bake,
 A 
All these tourists covered with oil,
 
Strumming my six string, on my front porch swing,
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Smell of shrimp they're beginning to boil.
CHORUS
 
G A D 
Wastin' away again in Margaritaville
G  A D 
Searhing for my lost shaker of salt
G A D A G
Some people claim that there's a woman to blame
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But I know, it could be my fault.
 
D
Don't know the reason, I stayed here all season,
 A
With nothing to show but this brand new tattoo
 
But it's a real beauty, a mexican cutie,
  D
How it got here I haven't a clue.
 
CHORUS
 
D
Blew out my flip-flop, stepped on a pop-top
 A
I cut my heel; had to cruise on back home
 
But there's booze in the blender, and soon it will render,
 D
That frozen concoction that helps me hang on.
 
CHORUS
 
G A D 
Wastin' away again in Margaritaville
G  A D 
Searching for my lost shaker of salt
G A D A G
Some people claim that there's a woman to blame
 A D 
But I know, it could be my fault.