Intro
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Verse 1
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Nibbling on sponge cakeWatching the sun bakeAll of those tourists covered with oilStrumming my six-stringOn my front porch swingSmell those shrimp, well, they’re beginning to boil____
Chorus
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Wasting away again in MargaritavilleSearching for my lost shaker of saltSome people claim that there’s a woman to blameBut I know, it’s nobody’s fault
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Verse 2
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I don’t know the reasonStayed up all seasonWith nothing to show but a brand-new tattooBut it’s a real beautyA Mexican cutieHow it got here, I haven’t a clue, I haven’t a clue
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Chorus
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Verse 3
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I blew out my flip-flop Stepped on a pop topCut 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
But there’s booze in the blender and soon it will render
That frozen concoction that helps me hang on
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Chorus