Maybe he's right
Maybe there is something the matter with me
I just don't see how a world
That makes such wonderful things
Could be bad
Look at this stuff, isn't it neat?
Wouldn't you think my collection's complete?
Wouldn't you think I'm the girl?
The girl who has everything
Look at this trove, treasures untold
How many wonders can one cavern hold?
Looking around here, you think: Sure
She's got everything
I've got gadgets and gizmos a-plenty
I've got whozits and whatzits galore
You want thingamabobs?
I've got twenty
But who cares?
No big deal
I want more
I wanna be where the people are
I wanna see
Wanna see them dancing
Walking around on those
What do you call 'em?
Oh, feet
Flipping your fins, you don't get too far
Legs are required for jumping, dancing
Strolling along down a
What's that word again?
Street
Up where they walk, up where they run
Up where they stay all day in the Sun
Wandering free, wish I could be
Part of that world
What would I give
If I could live out of these waters
What would I pay
To spend a day warm on the sand
Betcha on land, they understand
Bet they don't reprimand their daughters
Bright young women, sick of swimming
Ready to stand
I'm ready to know what the people know
Ask 'em my questions and get some answers
What's a fire and why does it
What's the word?
Burn
When's it my turn?
Wouldn't I love
Love to explore that shore up above?
Out of the sea
Wish I could be
Part of that world
