^CNibbling on spongecake, Watching the sun bake, All of these tourists covered with o^Fil.

Strumming my six string, on my front porch swing.

Smell of shrimp is beginning to b^Coil. W^Fasting a^Fway again in Marg^Caritavill^C7e S^Fearching for my l^Fost shaker of s^Cal^C7t. S^Fome people cl^Faim that there's a w^Com^Fan to bl^Fame. But I kn^Fow, its nobody's fa^Cult.

^CDon't know the reason, I stayed here all season. Nothing to show but this brand new tat^Foo.

But its a real beauty, a Mexican cutie.

How it got here I haven't a cl^Cue. W^Fasting aw^Fay again in Mar^Cgaritavil^C7le. S^Fearching for my lo^Fst shaker of s^Cal^C7t. S^Fome people cl^Faim that there's a w^Com^Fan to b^Flame. But I kn^Fow, It could my fa^Cult. I ^Cblew out my flip-flop. Stepped on a pop top. Cut my heel had to cruise on back ho^Fme.

But there's booze in a blender,and soon it'll render

That frozen concotion that helps me hang ^Con W^Fasting aw^Fay again in Marg^Caritav^C7ille S^Fearching for my l^Fost shaker of s^Calt^C7 S^Fome people cl^Faim that there's a w^Com^Fan to bl^Fame But I k^Fnow, its my own damn f^Cault

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