G
All of those tourist covered with oil
Strummin' my six string, on my front porch swing
C
Smell those shrimp they're beginnin' to boil
F G C G
CHORUS: Wastin' away again in Margarita-ville
F G C G
Searchin' for my lost shaker of salt
F G C G F
Some people claim that there's a woman to blame
G C
But I know it's nobody's fault
C
I don't know the reason, I stayed here all season
G
Nothin' to show but this brand new tatoo
But it's a real beautie, a Mexican cutie
C
But how it got here I haven't a clue
CHORUS
C
I blew out my flip-flop, stepped on a pop-top
G
Cut my heel had to cruise on back home
But there's booze in the blender, and soon it will render
C
That frozen concotion that helps me hang on
CHORUS
F G C G F
Some people say that there's a woman to blame
G C
But I know it's my own damn fault
