Songs from the Little Mermaid

Fathoms Below

I'll tell you a tale of the bottomless blue
And it's hey the starboard, heave-ho
Look out, lad, a mermaid be
waiting for you
In mysterious fathoms below
Fathoms below, below
From whence wayward waterlies 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

Kiss the Girl

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

Yes, you want her
Look at her, you know you do
Possible she wants you to
There is one way to ask her

It don't take a word
Not a single word
Go on and kiss the girl

Sha la la la la la, my oh my
Look like the boy to shy
Ain't gonna kiss the girl

Sha la la la la la, ain't that sad
Ain't it a shame, too bad
He gonna miss the girl

Now's your moment
Floating in a blue lagoon
Boy, you better do it soon
No time will be better

She don't say a word
And she won't say a word
Until you kiss the girl

Sha la la la la la, don't be scared
You got the mood prepared
Go on and kiss the girl

Sha la la la la la, don't stop now
Don't try to hide it
How you wanna kiss the girl

Sha la la la la la, float along
And listen to the song
The song say kiss the girl

Sha la la la la la, the music play
Do what the music say
You gotta kiss the girl

You've gotta kiss the girl
You wanna kiss the girl
You've gotta kiss the girl
Go on and kiss the girl

Les Poissons

Les poissons, les poissons
How I love les poissons
Love to chop
And to serve little fish

First I cut off their heads
Then I pull out their bones
Ah, mais oui, ca c'est
toujours delish

Les poissons, les poissons
Hee-hee-hee, haw-haw-haw
With the cleaver I hack them in two

I pull out what's inside
And I serve it up fried
God, I love little fishes, don't you?

Here's something for
tempting the palate
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
run some salt in
'Cause that makes it taste nice

Sacre Bleu! What is this?
How on earth could I miss
Such a sweet little succulent crab

Quel domage. What a loss
Here we go in the sauce
Now some flour-I think, just a dab

Now I stuff you with bread
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
Tootle-loo, mon poisson, au revoir!

Part of Your World

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 ev'rything?

Look at this trove, treasures untold
How many wonders can one
cavern hold?
Looking around here, you'd think
Sure, she's got ev'rything

I've got gadgets and gizmos a-plenty
I've got who's-its and what's-its galore
You want thin-a-mobobs?
I've got twenty
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
Whaddya 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

Up where they walk, up where they run
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
Outta these waters?
What would I pay to spend a day
Warm on the sand?

Betcha 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

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

Part of Your World(Reprise)

What would I give to live where you are?
What would I pay to stay here beside you?
What would I do to see you smiling at me?

Where would we walk? Where would we run
If we could stay all day in the sun?
Just you and me, and I could be part
of you world

I don't know when, I don't know how
But I know something's starting right now
Watch and you'll see, someday I'll
be part of your world

Poor Unfortunate Souls

I admit that in the past
I've been a nasty
They weren't kidding
when they called me
Well, a witch

But you'll find that nowadays
I've mended all my ways
Reppented, seen the light
And made a switch

And I fortunately know a little magic
It's a talent that I always have possessed
And here lately, please don't laugh
I use it on behalf of the miserable
lonely, and depressed-pathetic!

Poor unfortunate souls in pain, in need
This one longing to be thinner
That one wants to get the girl
And do I help them? Yes, indeed!

Those poor unfortunate souls
So sad, so true
They come flocking to my cauldron
Crying spells, Ursula, please!

And I help them?
Yes, I do

Now it's happened once or twice
Someone couldn't pay the price
And I'm afraid I had to rake 'em
'cross the coals

Yes, I've had the odd complaint
But on the whole I've been a saint
To those poor unfortunate souls

Under the Sea

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, under the sea
Darlin' 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

Down here all the fish is happy
As off through the waves they roll
The fish on the land ain't happy
They sad 'cause they in the bowl

But fish in the bowl is lucky
They in for a worser fate
One day when the boss get hungry
Guess who gon'be on the plate

Under the sea, under the sea
Nobody beat us, fry us
and eat us is 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 and the ray
They get the urge 'n' start yo play
We got the spirit, you got to
hear it under the sea

The newt play the flute
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
The ray he can play
The lings on the strings
The trout rockin' out
The blackfish, she sings
The smelt and the sprat
they know where it's at
And oh, that blowfish blow

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 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 ti's hotter under
the water
Ya, we in luck here, down in
the muck here under the sea