Maybe hes right maybe there is
Something the matter with me
I just dont see how a world that makes
Such wonderful things could be bad

Look at this stuff isnt it neat?
Wouldnt you think my collections complete?
Wouldnt you think Im 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 shes got everything

Ive got gadgets and gizmos a-plenty
Ive got whozits and whatzits galore
You want thingamabobs? I got twenty
But who cares no big deal I want more

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

Flippin your fins you dont get too far
Legs are required for jumping dancing
Strolling along down a
Whats that word again? Street

Up where they walk up where they run
Up where they stay all day in the sun
Wanderin 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
That they dont reprimand their daughters
Bright young women sick of
swimmin ready to stand

Im ready to know what the people know
Ask em my questions and get some answers
Whats a fire and why does it
Whats the word? Burn?

Whens it my turn?
Wouldnt I love love to explore
that shore up above?
Out of the sea wish I could be
Part of that world