| Maybe he’s right. | 
| Maybe there is something the matter with me.
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| I just don’t see how a world that makes such wonderful things could be bad.)
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| Look at this stuff
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| Isn’t it neat?
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| Wouldn’t you think my collection’s complete?
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| Wouldn’t you think I’m the girl
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| The girl who has everything?
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| Look at this trove
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| Treasures untold
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| How many wonders can one cavern hold?
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| Looking around here you think
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| Sure, she’s got everything
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| I’ve got gadgets and gizmos a-plenty
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| I’ve got whozits and whatzits galore
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| You want thingamabobs?
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| I got twenty!
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| But who cares?
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| No big deal
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| I want more
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| I wanna be where the people are
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| I wanna see, wanna see them dancin'
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| Walking around on those — what do you call 'em?
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| Oh — feet!
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| Flippin' your fins, you don’t get too far
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| Legs are required for jumping, dancing
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| Strolling along down a — what’s that word again?
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| Street
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| Up where they walk, up where they run
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| Up where they stay all day in the sun
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| Wanderin' free — wish I could be Part of that world
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| What would I give if I could live out of these waters?
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| What would I pay to spend a day warm on the sand?
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| Bet’cha on land they understand
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| That they don’t reprimand their daughters
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| Bright young women sick of swimmin'
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| Ready to stand
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| I’m ready to know what the people know
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| Ask 'em my questions and get some answers
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| What’s a fire and why does it — what’s the word?
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| Burn?
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| When’s it my turn?
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| Wouldn’t I love, love to explore that shore up above?
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| Out of the sea
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| Wish I could be Part of that world |