Luyện nghe bài hát Margaritaville Live (Lost Verse Included)

Nibblin' on cake
Watchin' the sun
All of you parrotheads with oil
(and and signs and fins)
my six-string
On my front porch
Smell those shrimp, hey they're to boil
(Bubble, bubble, bubble, bubble)

Wasted away again in
Searching for my shaker of salt
(Salt! Salt! Salt!)
Some people that there's a woman to blame
And I know this is fault

I don't the reason
I stayed here all
With nothin' to show but brand new tattoo
(Hell yes it hurts!)
But a real beauty
Oh, I think she might be a Nantucket
Or maybe she's from the Vineyard, I haven't got a

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

soon!

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

I blew out my
on a pop-top
I broke my leg twice I had to limp on back
But there's in the blender
And soon it will
That frozen concoction that me hang on
(Hang on! Hang on! on!)

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