Luyện nghe bài hát Margaritaville Live (Lost Verse Included)

Nibblin' on cake
Watchin' the sun
All of you parrotheads covered oil
(and and signs and fins)
Strummin' my
On my front swing
Smell those shrimp, hey beginnin' to boil
(Bubble, bubble, bubble, bubble)

Wasted away in Margaritaville
Searching for my lost shaker of
(Salt! Salt! Salt!)
Some claim that there's a woman to blame
And I know is somebody's fault

I know the reason
I here all season
With nothin' to show but that new tattoo
(Hell yes it hurts!)
But it's a real
Oh, I she might be a Nantucket cutie
Or maybe she's from the Vineyard, I got a clue

Wasted away again in
Searchin' for my shaker of salt
(Salt! Salt! Salt!)
Some people claim that there's a woman to
(I agree that)
And I know, it's all you women's

soon!

Old men in
Cruising the
(It's the verse!)
out Chiquitas down by the shore
(I found her! I her!)
They dream about
Wish they could be own boss
Those three day vacations become a bore

I out my flip-flop
Stepped on a
I broke my leg twice I had to limp on back
But there's booze in the
And soon it render
frozen concoction that helps me hang on
(Hang on! on! Hang on!)

Wasted away again in
(That's this ship is headed)
for my lost shaker of salt
(Salt! Salt! Salt!)
Some people claim that a woman to blame
But I it's my own damn fault
(That's what the said)
Some people claim that a woman to blame
There always is and I
It's my own damn