Saturday morning earworm (spreading the joy,

I have a migrain)x(

Margaritaville (Jimmy Buffett)


Living 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.
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.
Don't know the reason, I stayed here all season
Nothing is sure but this brand new tattoo
But it's a real beauty, a Mexican cutie
How it got here I haven't a clue.

Come on, sing it!

Wasting away again in Margaritaville
Searching for my lost shaker of salt
Some people claim that there's a woman to blame
And I think that it could be my fault.
I blew out my flip flop, stepped on a pop top
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.
Wasting away again in Margaritaville
Searching for my lost shaker of salt
Some people claim that there's a woman to blame
And I know it's my own damn fault.