Music by Alan Menken
Lyrics by Howard Ashman
I'll tell you a tale of the bottomless blue
And it's hey to the starboard, heave ho
Look out, lad, a mermaid be waiting for you
In mysterious fathoms below
Fathoms below, below
From whence wayward Westerlies blow
Where Triton is king and his merpeople sing
In mysterious fathoms below
Heave ho
Heave ho
Heave ho
Heave ho
Heave ho
In mysterious fathoms below
Daughters of Triton
Ah, we are the daughters of Triton.
Great father who loves us and named us well:
Aquata, Andrina, Arista, Atina, Adella, Allana.
And then there is the youngest in her musical debut,
Our seventh little sister, we're presenting her to you,
To sing a song Sebastian wrote, her voice is like a bell,
She's our sister, Ar-i . . .
Part of Your World
Look at this trove
I've got gadgets and gizmos aplenty
I wanna be where the people are
(Whad'ya call 'em?) oh - feet
Up where they walk
What would I give
Betcha on land
And ready to know what the people know
When's it my turn?
Under the Sea
Under the sea
Down here all the fish is happy
Under the sea
The newt play the flute
The ray he can play
Under the sea
Part of Your World (reprise)
Where would we walk?
Kiss the Girl
Yes, you want her
It don't take a word
Sha la la la la la
My oh my
Sha la la la la la
Ain't that sad?
Now's your moment
She don't say a word
Sha la la la la la
Don't be scared
Sha la la la la la
Don't stop now
Sha la la la la la
Float along
Sha la la la la
The music play
Les Poissons
First I cut off their heads
Les poissons
With the cleaver I hack them in two
Here's something for tempting the palate
Zut alors, I have missed one!
Sacre bleu
Quel dommage
Now I stuff you with bread
Les poissons
First I cut off their heads
Les poissons
With the cleaver I hack them in two
Here's something for tempting the palate
Zut alors, I have missed one!
Sacre bleu
Quel dommage
Now I stuff you with bread
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?
Treasures untold
How many wonders can one cavern hold?
Lookin' around here you'd think
(Sure, she's got everything)
I've got whozits and whatzits galore
(You want thingamabobs? I got twenty)
But who cares?
No big deal
I want more
I wanna see
Wanna see 'em dancin'
Walkin' around on those
Flippin' your fins you don't get too far
Legs are required for jumpin', dancin'
Strollin' along down a
(What's that word again?) street
Up where they run
Up where they stay all day in the sun
Wanderin' free
Wish I could be
Part of that world
If I could live
Outta these waters?
What would I pay
To spend a day
Warm on the sand?
They understand
Bet they don't reprimand their daughters
Bright young women
Sick o' swimmin'
Ready to stand
Ask 'em my questions
And get some answers
What's a fire and why does it
(What's the word?) burn?
Wouldn't I love
Love to explore that shore up above?
Out of the sea
Wish I could be
Part of that world
The seaweed is always greener
In somebody else's lake
You dream about going up there
But that is a big mistake
Just look at the world around you
Right here on the ocean floor
Such wonderful things surround you
What more is you lookin' for?
Under the sea
Darling it's better
Down where it's wetter
Take it from me
Up on the shore they work all day
Out in the sun they slave away
While we devotin'
Full time to floatin'
Under the sea
As off through the waves they roll
The fish on the land ain't happy
They sad 'cause they in their bowl
But fish in the bowl is lucky
They in for a worser fate
One day when the boss get hungry
Guess who's gon' be on the plate
Under the sea
Nobody beat us
Fry us and eat us
In fricassee
We what the land folks loves to cook
Under the sea we off the hook
We got no troubles
Life is the bubbles
Under the sea
Under the sea
Since life is sweet here
We got the beat here
Naturally
Even the sturgeon an' the ray
They get the urge 'n' start to play
We got the spirit
You got to hear it
Under the sea
The carp play the harp
The plaice play the bass
And they soundin' sharp
The bass play the brass
The chub play the tub
The fluke is the duke of soul
(Yeah)
The lings on the strings
The trout rockin' out
The blackfish she sings
The smelt and the sprat
They know where it's at
An' oh that blowfish blow
Under the sea
When the sardine
Begin the beguine
It's music to me
What do they got? A lot of sand
We got a hot crustacean band
Each little clam here
know how to jam here
Under the sea
Each little slug here
Cuttin' a rug here
Under the sea
Each little snail here
Know how to wail here
That's why it's hotter
Under the water
Ya we in luck here
Down in the muck here
Under the sea
What would I give
To live where you are?
What would I pay
To stay here beside yo
u?
What would I do to see you
Smiling at me?
Where would we run?
If we could stay all day in the sun?
Just you and me
And I could be
Part of your world
There you see her
Sitting there across the way
She don't got a lot to say
But there's something about her
And you don't know why
But you're dying to try
You wanna kiss the girl
Look at her, you know you do
Possible she wants you too
There is one way to ask her
Not a single word
Go on and kiss the girl
Look like the boy too shy
Ain't gonna kiss the girl
Ain't it a shame?
Too bad, he gonna miss the girl
Floating in a blue lagoon
Boy you better do it soon
No time will be better
And she won't say a word
Until you kiss the girl
You got the mood prepared
Go on and kiss the girl
Don't try to hide it how
You want to kiss the girl
And listen to the song
The song say kiss the girl
Do what the music say
You got to kiss the girl
You've got to kiss the girl
You wanna kiss the girl
You've gotta kiss the girl
Go on and kiss the girl
Les poissons
Les poissons
How I love les poissons
Love to chop
And to serve little fish
Then I pull out the bones
Ah mais oui
Ca c'est toujours delish
Les poissons
Hee hee hee
Hah hah hah
I pull out what's inside
And I serve it up fried
God, I love little fishes
Don't you?
Prepared in the classic technique
First you pound the fish flat with a mallet
Then you slash through the skin
Give the belly a slice
Then you rub some salt in
'Cause that makes it taste nice
What is this?
How on earth could I miss
Such a sweet little succulent crab?
What a loss
Here we go in the sauce
Now some flour, I think
Just a dab
It don't hurt 'cause you're dead
And you're certainly lucky you are
'Cause it's gonna be hot
In my big silver pot
Toodle loo mon poisson
Au revoir!
Les poissons
How I love les poissons
Love to chop
And to serve little fish
Then I pull out the bones
Ah mais oui
Ca c'est toujours delish
Les poissons
Hee hee hee
Hah hah hah
I pull out what's inside
And I serve it up fried
God, I love little fishes
Don't you?
Prepared in the classic technique
First you pound the fish flat with a mallet
Then you slash through the skin
Give the belly a slice
Then you rub some salt in
'Cause that makes it taste nice
What is this?
How on earth could I miss
Such a sweet little succulent crab?
What a loss
Here we go in the sauce
Now some flour, I think
Just a dab
It don't hurt 'cause you're dead
And you're certainly lucky you are
'Cause it's gonna be hot
In my big silver pot
Toodle loo mon poisson
Au revoir!