Alan Jackson

^D Nibblin' on sponge cake, watchin' the sun bake
All of those tourist covered with ^A oil
Strummin' my six string, on my front porch swing
Smell those shrimp they're beginnin' to ^D boil
CHORUS
^G Wasti ^A n' away again in M ^D argaritaville
^G Searchin' for my ^A lost shaker of ^D salt
^G Some people ^A claim that there's a ^D wo ^A man to ^G blame
But I ^A know it's nobody's ^D fault
^D I don't know the reason, I stayed here all season
Nothin' to show but this brand new ^A tatoo
But it's a real beautie, a Mexican cutie
But how it got here I haven't a ^D clue
CHORUS
Last line in 2nd chorus:
Now I think, it must be Buffetts’ fault
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J.B.
^D I blew out my flip-flop, stepped on a pop-top
Cut my heel had to cruise on back ^A home
But there's booze in the blender, and soon it will render
That frozen concotion that helps me hang ^D on
CHORUS
Last line in third chorus:
But I know, this is all Alan’s fault
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Both:
^G Some people ^A say that there's a ^D wo ^A man to ^G blame
But I ^A know it's our own damn ^D faults
Outro: D A D