[Intro] [Ambient ocean waves sound] [Funky bass groove starts] She sells... she sells... [Verse 1] Walking the tide in her oversized frames Collecting the glitter, forgetting the names Salt in her hair and the sun on her skin Where the ocean ends, is where she begins A pocket full of pearls and a heart made of glass Watching the summer sailors pass [Pre-Chorus] [Hand claps] Is she a dreamer? Is she a ghost? The finest merchant on the coast! [Chorus] She sells seashells by the seashore (But the shells she sells aren't shells, I'm sure) She sells seashells by the seashore Always leaving us wanting more! She sells seashells... (She sells!) [Bridge] [Rhythmic synth stabs] [Bass Solo] Shore... Shells... Shore... Shells... She sells seashells! She sells seashells! [Bright Guitar Solo] [Outro] By the seashore... By the seashore... (She sells...) [Fade out with ocean sounds]
