Luyện nghe bài hát Margaritaville Live (Lost Verse Included)

Nibblin' on sponge
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 in Margaritaville
Searching for my shaker of salt
(Salt! Salt! Salt!)
Some claim that there's a woman to blame
And I know this is somebody's

I don't the reason
I stayed here all
nothin' to show but that brand new tattoo
(Hell yes it hurts!)
But a real beauty
Oh, I think she be a Nantucket cutie
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, all you women's fault

soon!

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

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

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