| 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, 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, the girl who has everything?
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| Look at this trove, 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? |
| I've got twenty!
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| But who cares? |
| No big deal, 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? |
| 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? |
| 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
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| 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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| Bet 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? |
| 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, wish I could be part of that world |