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 cave un hold?
Looking around here you'd think
Sure, she's got everything
I've got gadgets and gizmos of 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, I wanna see them dancing
Walking around on those, What do you call them? Oh, feet
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'd understand
Bet they don't reprimand their daughters
Bright young women, sick of swimming
Ready to stand
Ready to know what the people know
Ask them 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
Writer(s): Alan Menken, Howard Elliott Ashman
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