Letras
One studio session later
Dear Magic Conch Shell, what can I do to erase all the heartache?
She's such a bomb shell
Blowin' me up like a bomb factory pastry
I haven't seen her around this town in a while
Now Bikini Bottom's not the same without her
She got my boat mobile when I was out at the fields
And hit the road leaving me at Rock Bottom
I'm tryin' to firmly grasp it, but the ending was oh-so tragic
Not even Man Ray would put me through this kind of hell
Dear Magic Conch Shell, what can I do to erase all the heartache?
She's such a bomb shell
Blowin' me up like a bomb factory pastry
She's been playin' karate with someone else, and I'm all to blame
Now I'm throwing my doubloons in a wishin' well
Mm, what do I do, dear Magic Conch Shell?
Try asking again
What do I do, dear Magic Conch Shell?
I ain't been back in that town for a while
Since I packed my dome and went back to Texas
I swear the Lone Star State will keep my lone heart safe
From another sponge givin' me a heartbreak
Hang on there little square dude
I tried my best, but my best was never good enough for you
Now I'm alone in this tree, just thinkin' of you and me, sayin'
Dear Magic Conch Shell, what can I do to erase all the heartache?
She's such a bomb shell
Blowin' me up like a bomb factory pie, while I'm watching the sunrise
She's been playin' karate with someone else, and I'm all to blame
Now I'm throwing my doubloons in a wishin' well
Mm, what do I do, dear Magic Conch Shell?
(What do I do, I do?)
(What do I do, I do, dear Magic Conch Shell?)
Oh, what do I do, I do, I do?
Mm, what do I do, dear Magic Conch Shell?
Nothing