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Twilight Zone    Lunatics
Bm
6T   98??
DX-7  E Organ 2
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[D]Nibblin' on sponge cake  Watchin' the sun bake
All of those tourists covered with [A]oil
Strummin' my six-string  On my front porch swing
Smell those shrimp, they're beginnin' to [D]boil[D7]

   [G]  Wastin' [A]away again in Marga[D]ritaville[D7]
   [G]  Searching for my[A] lost shaker of [D]salt[D7]
   [G]  Some people [A]claim that there's a [D]wo-[A]man to [G]blame
     But I [A]know  [G]  it's nobody's f[D]ault

[D]I don't know the reason  I stayed here all season
Nothin' to show but this brand new tat[A]too
But it's a real beauty    A Mexican cutie
How it got here I haven't a [D]clue[D7]

   [G]  Wastin' [A]away again in Marga[D]ritaville[D7]
   [G]  Searching for my[A] lost shaker of [D]salt[D7]
   [G]  Some people [A]claim that there's a [D]wo-[A]man to [G]blame
     Now I [A]think [G]  Hell, it could be my [D]fault 

Solo (based on verse chords and chorus)

[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 concoction that helps me [D]hang on[D7]

   [G]  Wastin' [A]away again in Marga[D]ritaville[D7]
   [G]  Searching for my[A] lost shaker of [D]salt[D7]
   [G]  Some people [A]claim that there's a [D]wo-[A]man to [G]blame
     But I [A]know  [G]  It's my own damned [D]fault 

Coda:
Yes and,[G]  some people [A]claim that there's a [D]wo-[A]man to [G]blame
And I [A]know  [G]  it's my own damned [D]fault


Other lyrics:

"Old men in tank tops
 Cruisin' the gift shops
 Checkin' out Chiquitas down by the shore
 They dream about weight loss
 Wish they could be their own boss
 Those three-day vacations become such a bore"