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 gizmo's 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 wanna see 'em dancing
Walking around on those (what do you call 'em? oh, feet)
Flipping your fins you don't get to 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?
Bet'cha on land, they 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
