He's right, maybe there is something the matter with me

I just don't see how a world that can

make such wonderful things can 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

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 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