Maybe he’s right
Maybe there is something the matter with me
I just, I 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 gismos a plenty
I’ve got whozits and whatzits galore
You want thingamabobs I’ve got 20
But who cares? No big deal
I want more

I wanna be where the people are
I wanna see, I wanna see them dancing
Walking around on those
What you do call it? Oh, feet

Flippin your fins you don’t get too far
Legs are required for jumping and 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
Wondering 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
Bet'cha on land, they understand bet they don’t reprimand their daughters
Bright young women, sick of swimmin'
Ready to stand

I’m ready to know what the people know
Asking 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