Maybe he's right, maybe there is something a 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'd 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'd understand Bet they don't reprimand their daughters
Bright young women, sick of swimming Ready to stand
And 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