A-Teens (A*Teens)

A-Teens (A*Teens) - Under The Sea lyrics

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We're steppin' in, we're not steppin' out.

We are going to step aside, let A*Teens pick up the style.

Ah! Show them it!



The seaweed is always greener,

In somebody else's lake.



You dream about goin' 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 are you lookin' for?



Under the sea, 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're devoting

Full time to floating

Under the sea.



Huh, we're gonna make it so. Watch out!



Down here all the fish are happy;

As off through the waves day roll...



The fish on the land ain't happy;

They're sad 'cause they in their bowl.



The fish in the bowl are lucky,

They're in for a worser fate...



One day when the boss get hungry...

Guess who's goin' be on the plate?



Under the sea, under the sea

Nobody beat us

Fry us and eat us in fricasee...



We're what the land folks 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, (under the sea)



Since life is sweet here

We've got the beat here naturally(naturally)...



Even the strugeon an' the ray,

They get the urge an' start to play,



We got the spirit,

You got to hear it under the sea (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 the soul

(oh yeah)



They ray he can play

He lings on the strings

He 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, (under the sea)

Under the sea, (take it from me)



We're what the land folks love to cook

Under the sea we're off the hook



We got no troubles life is the bubbles,

Under the sea



Under the sea, (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 got a hot crustacean band



Each little clam here

Know how to jam here under the sea (under the sea)



Each little slug here

Cutting a rug here under the sea (under the sea)



Each little snail here

Know how to wail here

That's why it's hotter under the water

Yeah, we in luck here

Down in the muck here under the sea!! (Woo!)



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