So long, Bikini Bottom
I can't leave without a goodbye
But please don't think bad of me
If'n I start to cry
So long, Bikini Bottom
There's so many things I'll miss
From your smoggy, crowded city
To your stingin' jellyfish
This town is filled with many things
That I've come to love
From the birds that fly upon the ground
To the flowers up above
Farewell, Bikini Bottom
Now, I really hate to go
But the things I'll miss the most of all
Are the friends I've come to know