Luyện nghe bài hát Margaritaville Live (Lost Verse Included)

Nibblin' on sponge
the sun bake
All of you parrotheads covered oil
(and feathers and and fins)
Strummin' my
On my front porch
Smell those shrimp, hey they're beginnin' to
(Bubble, bubble, bubble, bubble)

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

I don't the reason
I stayed all season
With nothin' to show but brand 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
for my lost shaker of salt
(Salt! Salt! Salt!)
Some claim that there's a woman to blame
(I with that)
And I know, all you women's fault

soon!

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

I out my flip-flop
Stepped on a
I broke my leg I had to limp on back home
But booze 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)
Searching for my lost shaker of
(Salt! Salt! Salt!)
Some people claim there's a woman to blame
But I know it's my own fault
(That's the therapist said)
Some people that there's a woman to blame
There is and I know
It's my own damn