if I could live

Out of these waters?

What would I pay,

To spend a day,

Warm on the sand?

Bet'cha 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,

Whats the 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.

Under the sea!

We what the land folk love to cook,

Under the sea, we off the hook!

We got no troubles,

LIfe is the bubbles!

Under the sea!

Under the sea!

Under the sea!

When the sardine begin the beguine

It's music to me!

What do they got, a lot of sand?

We've got a hot crustacean band!

Each little slug here, down in the muck here,

Under the sea!