Look at this stuff, isn't it neat,
Wouldn't you think my [bad word] 
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?

Lookin' around here you'd think, Sure, she's got everything.
I got gadgets and gismos aplenty, I got whosits and wotsits galore,
(Spoken) You want thingamabobs? I got twenty,
(Sung) But who cares? No big deal, I want more.

I wanna be where the people are, I wanna see, wanna see 'em dancin'
Walkin' around on those (what dya call 'em) oh feet.
Flippin' your fins you don't get too far,
Legs are required for jumpin' dancin',
Strollin' along down the (what's that word again) street.

 [bad word] 
Up where they walk, up where [bad word]  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, outa these waters?
What would I pay, to spend a day warm on the sand?
Betya on land, they understand, bet they don't reprimand their daughters,
Bright young women, sick of swimmin', 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.

Whens 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.