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
