Lyrics:

Maybe he's right
Maybe there is something that 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 gizmo's a-plenty
I've got whozits and whatzits galore
You want thingamabobs? I 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 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?
Bet'cha on land
They understand
That 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