opinaletras.com
inicio
últimas
agregar
agregar opinión
agregar letra
listado artistas
listado de artistas por inicial:
#
a
b
c
d
e
f
g
h
i
j
k
l
m
n
o
p
q
r
s
t
u
v
w
x
y
z
>
Agregar Letra
Artista:
Canción:
Enviar Letra
inicio
artistas con inicial
J
letras de
Jimmy Buffett
MARGARITAVILLE
0 opinión
Letra y Significado de
MARGARITAVILLE,
Jimmy Buffett
Significados y Opiniones (
0
)
Letra
Oh no! Esta misteriosa letra aun no encontro explicación. Si estas acá, podes ser la primer persona que aporte el significado de esta canción. No es necesario registrarse, puede ser anonimo. Hace clic en el botón verde y envianos tu opinión.
:)
Envia tu opinión de MARGARITAVILLE
Envia tu opinión de MARGARITAVILLE
Nibbling on sponge cake, watching the sun bake,
all of those tourists covered with oil,
strumming my six string, on my front porch swing,
smell those shrimp, they're beginning to boil.
Chorus:
wasting away again in margaritaville,
searching for my lost shaker of salt,
some people claim that there's a woman to blame,
but i know it's nobody's fault.
Don't know the reason that i stayed here all season,
with nothing to show but this brand new tattoo,
but it's a real beauty, a mexican cutie,
how it got here i haven't a clue.
(chorus)
Blew out my flipflop, stepped on a poptop
cut my heel, had to cruise on back home,
but there's booze in the blender,
and soon it will render,
that frozen concoction that helps me hang on.
(chorus)
Yes, some people claim that there's a woman to blame,
and i know it's my own damn fault.
Corregir Letra
Corregir Letra
Nibbling on sponge cake, watching the sun bake, all of those tourists covered with oil, strumming my six string, on my front porch swing, smell those shrimp, they're beginning to boil. Chorus: wasting away again in margaritaville, searching for my lost shaker of salt, some people claim that there's a woman to blame, but i know it's nobody's fault. Don't know the reason that i stayed here all season, with nothing to show but this brand new tattoo, but it's a real beauty, a mexican cutie, how it got here i haven't a clue. (chorus) Blew out my flipflop, stepped on a poptop cut my heel, had to cruise on back home, but there's booze in the blender, and soon it will render, that frozen concoction that helps me hang on. (chorus) Yes, some people claim that there's a woman to blame, and i know it's my own damn fault.
Enviar Letra
-