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Nibblin' on sponCge cake, watchin' the sun bake
All of those tourists covered withG oil,
Strummin' my six-string on my front porch swing?
Smell those shrimp, they're beginning toC boil.
F WaGsted away again inC MargaritavilGle,
FSearchin' for my Glost shaker of Csalt. G
FSome people Gclaim that there's a CwoGman to Fblame
But I Gknow it's nobody's Cfault.
CI don't know the reason I stayed here all season,
Nothin' to show but this brand new Gtatoo,
But it's a real beautie, a Mexican cutie.
But how it got here I haven't a Cclue.
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CI blew out my flip-flop, stepped on a pop-top,
Cut my heel had to cruise on back Ghome,
But there's booze in the blender, and soon it will render
That frozen concoction that helps me hangC on.
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Some people sayF that there'Gs a woman to blame C G F
But I Gknow it's my own damn Cfault.
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