作詞：Howard Ashman 作曲：亞倫·孟肯 (spoken) Maybe he's right. Maybe there is something the matter with me. I just don't see how a world that, That makes such wonderful things...could be bad. (sung) 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 gizmos a-plenty I've got who's-its and what's-its galore You want thing-a-ma-bobs? 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 them? Oh, feet Flipping your fins, you don't get too far Legs are required for jumping, dancing Stolling along down the What's that word again? Street Up where they walk, up where they run Up where they stay all day in the sun Wondering free, wish I could be Part of that world What I would give if I could live Out of these waters What I would 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 And 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 that 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