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All of the tunas covered with oil
All of those tourists covered with oil
All of those tunas covered with oil.
And all of those tourists covered with oil.
All those tubas covered in oil
All of those tourists covered with oil
All those tubers covered in oil.
All those tourists covered in oil.
All those tulips covered with oil.
All of those tourists covered with oil
And I know I'm my own grandpa
And I know it's my own damn fault
And I know it's my own grandpa
And I know it's my own damn fault
And I know, it's my old friend Joe.
And I know it's my own damn fault.
And all of those tumors covered with oil.
And all of those tourists covered with oil.
And there's too much, covered in oil.
And all of those tourists covered with oil.
Blew out my flip flop,
Stepped on a Poptart
Blew out my flip flop,
Stepped on a pop top
Blew out my flip flop,
Stepped on a cow plop
Blew out my flip flop,
Stepped on a pop top
Blew out my flip flop.
Stepped in a cow flop.
Blew out my flip flop.
Stepped on a pop top.
Blew out my flip flop.
Stepped on a Pop Tart.
Blew out my flip flop.
Stepped on a pop top.
Blew out my flip flop.
Stepped on a cowpie.
Blew out my flip flop.
Stepped on a pop top.
Blew out my flip flop.
Stepped on a pot pipe.
Blew out my flip flop.
Stepped on a pop top.
Blew out my flip flop
Stepped on a Pop-Tart.
Blew out my flip flop
Stepped on a pop top.
Blew out my flip flop
Stepped on a cow plop.
Blew out my flip flop
Stepped on a pop top.
Blew out my flip flop
Stepped on a flower pot.
Blew out my flip-flop
Stepped on a pop top.
Blew out my flip flop
Stepped on a pop pop.
Blew out my flip flop
Stepped on a pop top.
Blew out my flip flop
Stepped on a posh pop
Cruised up the hill, had to cruise on back home.
I blew out my flip flop
Stepped on a pop top
Cut my heel, had to cruise on back home.
Blew out my flip flop
Stepped on a caca.
Blew out my flip flop
Stepped on a pop top.
Blew out my flip-flop,
Stepped on a car top
Cat on my heel, take a cruise on back home.
I blew out my flip flop,
Stepped on a pop top
Cut my heel, had to cruise on back home.
Blew out my six-string
On my front porcelain
Selling the Shemp
And again and a ball.
Strummin' my six string
On my front porch swing
Smell those shrimp
They're beginnin' to boil.
Boo's on a bender.
Booze in the blender
But I know it's my own dimples
But I know it's my own damn fault
But I know it's my own grandpa
But I know it's my own damn fault
But I know it's my own tampon
But I know it's my own damn fault
Seriously, a man wouldn't be singing about tampons...
But he's using a blender
But there's booze in the blender
But there's boobs in the blender
And soon it surrenders
That frozen from cock s***s that helps me hang on
But there's booze in the blender
And soon it will render
That frozen concoction that helps me hang on
But there's boobs in the blender
But there's booze in the blender
But there's clues in the blender
But there's booze in the blender
But there's food in the blender
But there's booze in the blender
But there's proof on the blender.
And soon ever amber.
But there's booze in the blender.
And soon it will render.
Hoisted away again by my girl Rita Bell
Wasted away again in Margaritaville
I blew out my flip flop, stepped on a pot pie
Cut my heel, had to cruise on back home.
I blew out my flip flop, stepped on a pop top
Cut my heel, had to cruise on back home
I blew out my flip flop
Stepped on a pop tart
Cut my heel half through to the bone.
I blew out my flip flop
Stepped on a pop top
Cut my heel, had to cruise on back home.
I blew out my flip flops
Slipped on a pop tart
Bruised my heel had to cruise on back home
I blew out my flip flop,
Stepped on a pop top
Cut my heel, had to cruise on back home
I blew out my flip-flop
Stepped on a pop top
But my heel had a bruise from back home.
I blew out my flip-flop
Stepped on a pop top
Cut my heel had to cruise on back home.
I blew out my flip-flop
Stepped on a Pop Tart
I blew out my flip-flop
Stepped on a pop-top
I put my boots in the blender.
But there's booze in the blender.
I put my booze in the blender.
But there's booze in the blender.
I put on my flip flops
Stepped on a Pop-Tart
Cut my heel, had a bruise from back home
I blew out my flip flop
Stepped on a pop-top
Cut my heel, had to cruise on back home
I put on some flip-flop
I blew out my flip-flop
It's my own downfall.
It's my own damn fault.
Lickin' in sponge kay
Nibblin' on sponge cake
Livin' on spongecake
Nibblin' on spongecake
Living on a sponge cake
Watching the sun bake.
Nibbling on sponge cake
Watching the sun bake.
Living on sponge cake
Watching the sun bake
All of those tourists covered with O
Nibbling on sponge cake
Watching the sun bake
All of those tourists covered with oil
Lookin for my log-shaker song.
Lookin for my lost shaker of salt.
Lookin for my lost favorite dog
Lookin for my lost shaker of salt
Searching for my lost jiggering son
or
Lookin for that Don Shafer and Son
or
Lookin' for my life's sugar and salt
or
Lookin for my lost gibberish dog
or
Lookin for my lost gibberish dog
Searching for my lost shaker of salt
Lookin for my outlaw shaker of salt.
Lookin for my lost shaker of salt.
Lookin' for my large shaker of salt
Searchin' for my lost shaker of salt
Lookin' for my long lost sugar and salt.
Searchin' for my lost shaker of salt.
Lookin' for my lost jigger-saw.
Searchin' for my lost shaker of salt.
Lookin' for my lost shaker skill saw.
Searchin' for my lost shaker of salt
Margaritaville played on the radio and the bar juke boxes during the summer of 1977. I worked as a very bad maintenance man at a kid's summer camp. Among the tools I used badly was a "skil' saw. Perhaps it was because saws were on my mind but, that's the lyric I heard.
Looking for my log shaker and saw.
Searching for my lost shaker of salt.
Looking for my log, sugar, and salt.
Searching for my lost shaker of salt.
Looking for my long lost shaker of songs
Some people claim that there's a warmth of the place
But I know, it's my own grampa.
Searching for my lost shaker of salt
Some people claim that there's a woman to blame
But I know, it's my own damn fault.
Looking for my lost Sugar Dog
Searchin' for my lost shaker of salt
Looking for my lost checkered socks
Searching for my lost shaker of salt
Looking for my lost chigger-saw.
Searchin' for my lost shaker of salt
Looking for my lost favorite song
Some people say that there's a warm dark place
But I know, it's my own grandpa.
Searching for my lost shaker of salt
Some people claim that there's a woman to blame
But I know it's my own damn fault.
Looking for my outlaw shaker of salt.
Lookin for my lost shaker of salt.
Lost my flip-flop,
stepped on a poptart
Blew out my flip-flop
stepped on a poptop
Nibblin' on sponge cake, watching the sun bake
All the stewardesses covered in oil.
Nibblin' on sponge cake, watching the sun bake
All those tourists covered in oil.
Nigger named Sponge Bob
Nibbling on sponge cake
Editor's note: The character Spongebob did NOT exist when this song was made. Therefore this mishearing is not plausible.
Nothing for sure
But this brand new tatoo.
Nothing to show
But this brand new tattoo.
Nothing to show but this brand new tattoo
But it's a real beauty, Vanessa's patootie
How it got here, I haven't a clue.
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.
Nothing to show but this damned new tattoo
Nothing to show but this brand new tattoo
Now I know, it's my old man, Paul.
And I know it's my own damn fault.
Now I know, it's my own damn paw
And I know it's my own damn fault
Oliver's tourists comin' with oil
All of those tourists covered with oil
Put the boots in the blender!
But there's booze in the blender
Reachin' for my last pitcher of malt
Searchin' for my lost shaker of salt.
Searchin' for my last chigger saw
Searchin' for my lost shaker of salt
Searchin' for my last jigger of sauce
Searchin' for my lost shaker of salt
Searchin' for my log shaker and saw.
Searchin' for my lost shaker of salt.
Searchin' for my log shaker song.
Searchin' for my lost shaker of salt.
Searchin' for my log-shaker and saw.
Searchin' for my lost shaker of salt.
Searchin' for my lost "Digger" the dog
Searchin' for my lost shaker of salt
Searchin' for my lost checkered sock.
Searchin' for my lost shaker of salt.
Searchin' for my lost chigger is all.
Searchin' for my lost shaker of salt.
Searchin' for my lost jigger and saw
Searchin' for my lost shaker of salt
Searchin' for my lost neighbor's dog.
Searchin' for my lost shaker of salt.
Searchin' for my lost shake-erd saw
Searchin' for my lost shaker of salt
Searching for my Bob Seger and salt
Searching for my lost shaker of salt
Editor's note: Please note that his last name ends with two T's, not one.
Searching for my Bob Seger that's all
Searching for my lost shaker of salt
Searching for my hot chicory saw.
Searching for my lost shaker of salt.
Searching for my large shaker with malt
Searching for my lost shaker of salt
Searching for my last checkered assault
Searching for my last shaker of salt
Searching for my last jigger and salt
Searching for my lost shaker of salt
Searching for my lock, sugar, and shawl
Searching for my lost shaker of salt
Searching for my log shaker and salt
Searching for my lost shaker of salt
Searching for my long-lost shaker of salt
Searching for my lost shaker of salt
Searching for my lost Shaker thoughts.
Searchin' for my lost shaker of salt.
The Shakers lived in male-only communities until they unsurprisingly died out in the early 19th century. If Jimmy Buffett were a Shaker, we know there wouldn't be a woman to blame.
Searching for my lost chain saw
Searchin' for my lost shaker of salt
Searching for my lost checkered sock.
Searching for my lost shaker of salt.
Jimmy Buffetr's, "Margaritaville"
Searching for my lost chigger ahoy
Searching for my lost shaker of salt
Searching for my lost chigger and saw.
Searchin' for my lost shaker of salt.
Searching for my lost chigger assault.
Searching for my lost shaker of salt
Searching for my lost rigorous thought
Searching for my lost shaker of salt
Searching for my lost sugar and salt. (sugar pronounced Shigger)
Searching for my lost shaker of salt
Searching for that lost sugary salt
Searching for my lost shaker of salt
Searchin’ for that poor n*****’s lost son
or
Catchin’ up on that Sanford and Son
Searchin’ for my lost shaker of salt
Jimmy Buffett would NEVER… 😳
Selling the Shemp
And again and a ball
Smell those shrimp
They're beginnin' to boil.
Smell of shrimp dip again in the bar.
Smell those shrimp, they're beginning to boil.
Smell of shrimp dip beginning to boil.
Smell those shrimp, they're beginning to boil.
Smell of shrimp, dipped in punitive oil.
Smell those shrimp, they're beginning to boil.
Smell the shrapnel beginning to boil.
Smell those shrimp, they're beginning to boil.
Smell those shrimp - they're beginning to spoil
Smell those shrimp - they're beginning to boil
Smell those shrimp, where I'm pickin' my boil.
Smell those shrimp, they're beginnin' to boil.
Some people claim that there's a Walmart to blame.
Some people claim that there's a woman to blame.
Some people claim that there's a walnut to blame.
Some people claim that there's a woman to blame.
Some people claim that there's a walnut to blame
But I know it's nobody's fault.
Some people claim that there's a woman to blame
But I know it's my own damned fault.
He actually does say "nobody's fault" in the first instance of the chorus.
Some people claim that there's a wampum to play.
Some people claim that there's a woman to blame.
Some people claim that there's a warm moon to blame.
Some people claim that there's a woman to blame.
Some people claim that there's a warm other place.
Some people claim that there's a woman to blame.
Some people claim that there's a warm summer rain.
Some people claim that there's a woman to blame.
Some people claim that there's a woman here.
Some people claim that there's a woman to blame.
Some people claim that there's a woman plane
But I know, it's my own dad, Pa.
Some people claim that there's a woman to blame
But I know, it's my own damned fault.
Some people claim that there's a woman to blame, but I don't, it's my own Grandpa.
Some people claim that there's a woman to blame, but I know it's my own damn fault.
Some people claim that there's a worm on the blade.
Some people claim that there's a woman to blame.
Some people claim that there's a worm on the plane
Some people claim that there's a woman to blame
Some people claim there's a woman to blame
But I know it's my own grandpa
Some people claim there's a woman to blame
But I know it's my own damn fault
Some people claim there's a worm on the range
But I know it's my own damn car.
Some people claim there's a woman to blame
But I know it's my own damn fault.
Some people claim there's only one world to blame
But I know, it's my own damn fault.
Some people claim that there's a woman to blame
But I know, it's my own damn fault.
Some people play that there's a woman to play
Some people claim that there's a woman to blame
Some people say that there's a woman to blame
But I know, it's my own downfall.
Some people claim that there's a woman to blame
But I know, it's my own damn fault.
Stepped on a pied pot
Stepped on a pop top.
Stepped on a pop tart
Stepped on a pop top
Stepped on the pop tart.
Stepped on a pop top.
Strong in my six-string, on my front porcelain
Smelling the shrimp dip again at the bar.
Strummin' my six string on my front porch swing.
Smell those shrimp, they're beginnin' to boil.
Strummin' my sex change
Strummin' my six string
Strummin' my six-string on my front porch swing
Smell of shrimp dip again at the bar.
Strummin' my six string on my front porch swing.
Smell those shrimp, they're beginnin' to boil.
Strummin' my six-string on my front porch swing
Smell of shrimp dip beginning to boil.
Strummin' my six string on my front porch swing.
Smell those shrimp, they're beginning to boil.
Strummin' my six-string, on my front porcelain
Strummin' my six string on my front porch swing
Strumming my sex change,
on the front porch swing
Strumming my six string
on the front porch swing
Strumming my sex dream
Strumming my six-string
Strumming my sex string
Strumming my six string
Strumming on 6th Street
Strumming my six string
That frozen concussion that gets me head on
That frozen concoction that helps me hang on
There's blues in the blender
There's booze in the blender
Threw off my flip-flop
Stepped on a Pop Tart
Cut ma heel had the cruise on back home.
Blew out my flip-flop
Stepped on a pop top
Cut my heel, had to cruise on back home.
Twistin' away again in my Toronto home
Wastin' away again in Margaritaville
Waiting to pay a big enormous heating bill
Wasting away again in Margaritaville
Wasted away again in Macarenaville
Wastin away again in Margaritaville
Wasted away again in margarita babe
Searching for my lost vigorous soul
Wastin' away again in Margaritaville
Searching for my lost shaker of salt
Wasted away again in my Dorito Van.
Wastin' away again in Margaritaville.
Wasted away again in my burrito van.
Wasted away again in Margaritaville.
Wastin away again in my gorrilla-boo
Searching for my lost rigorous thought.
Wasted away again in Margaritaville
Searching for my lost shaker of salt.
Wastin' away again in Margaritaville
Lookin' for my hearts lost sugar and salt.
Wastin' away again in Margaritaville
Searching for my lost shaker of salt.
Wastin' away again in Margaritaville
Lookin' for my lost chigger and saw.
Wastin' away again in Margaritaville
Searchin' for my lost shaker of salt.
"Chigger" is pronounced "Shigger"
Wastin' away again in Margaritaville
Searching for my lost sugar and son
Wastin' away again in Margaritaville
Searching for my lost shaker of salt
Wastin' away again in Margaritaville
Searchin' for my lost shaker of salt
Some people claim that there's only one world to blame
But I know it's my own damn fault
Yes and some people claim that there's only one world to blame
And I know it's my own damn fault
Wastin' away again in Margaritaville
Searchin' for my lost shaker of salt
Some people claim that there's a woman to blame
But I know it's my own damn fault
Yes and some people claim that there's a woman to blame
And I know it's my own damn fault
Wastin' away again in Margarito-doo.
Wastin' away again in Margaritaville.
Wastin' away again in my burrito van
Wastin' away again in Margaritaville
Wastin' away again in my gorilla suit.
Wastin' away again in Margaritaville.
Wastin' away again is my greatest sin
Wastin' away again in Margaritaville
Wasting away again in Margaritaville
Looking for my last Skake-n-Bake son.
Wasting away again in Margaritaville
Looking for my lost shaker of salt.
Wasting away again in my gorilla suit.
Wasting away again in Margaritaville.
Wasting away again in my green DeVille.
Wasting away again in Margaritaville.
Wasting away the day in Margaritaville
Wasting away again in Margaritaville
Wastin’ away again in our parade again
Wastin’ away again in Margaritaville
We stay away, again at Margaritiville.
Wastin' away again in Margaritiville.
Wish it woud rain again in Margaritaville.
Wasted away again in Margaritaville.
Wish there's a way to get that Margarita in
Wastin' away again in Margaritaville