Luyện nghe bài hát Margaritaville Live (Lost Verse Included)

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

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

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

Wasted away again in
for my lost shaker of salt
(Salt! Salt! Salt!)
Some claim that there's a woman to blame
(I with that)
And I know, it's all you fault

soon!

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

I blew out my
Stepped on a
I broke my leg twice I had to on back home
But booze in the blender
And soon it will
That concoction that helps me hang on
(Hang on! on! Hang on!)

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