Music by Alan Menken

Lyrics by Howard Ashman

SAILORS
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.

PRINCESSES
Ah, we are the daughters of Triton,
great father who loves us and named us well.

Aquata,

AQUATA
Aha-ha-ha, aha-ha-ha,
aha-ha-ha, aha-ha-ha,

PRINCESSES
Andrina,

ANDRINA
Aha-ha-ha, aha-ha-ha,
aha-ha-ha, aha-ha-ha,

PRINCESSES
Arista,

ARISTA
Aha-ha-ha-ha,

PRINCESSES,
Atina,

ATINA
Aha-ha-ha-ha,

PRINCESSES
Adella,

ADELLA
Aha-ha-ha-ha,

PRINCESSES
Allana.

ALLANA
Aha-ha-ha-ha,

PRINCESSES
And then there is the youngest
in her musical debut, (Aha-ha-ha,)
our seventh little sister,
we're presenting her to you (Ah-ha-ha,)
to sing a song Sebastian wrote.
Her voice is like a bell.
She's our sister, Ari...

ARIEL
I just don't see how a world that makes such wonderful things could be bad?

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 whozits and whatzits galore.
You want thingamabobs,
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 those,
whatdya call 'em,
oh feet.

Flippin' your fins
you don't get too far.
Legs are required
for jumpin', dancin'.
Strolling 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.

ARIEL
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 your world.

GRIMM
Eric! Eric!
Oh, you really delight in these sadistic strains on my blood pressure, don't you?

ERIC
A... a girl... rescued me...
She... she was singing...
She had... the most beautiful voice.

GRIMM
Ah, Eric, I think you swallowed a bit too much seawater.
Off we go.
Come on, Max.

SEBASTIAN
We just gonna forget dis whole t'ing ever happened.
De Sea King will never know.
You won't tell him, I won't tell him.
I will stay in one piece.

ARIEL
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.

SEBASTIAN
Ariel, listen to me-- de human world?
It's a mess.
Life under de sea is better den anyt'ing dey got up dere!

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 looking 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.
Under the sun they slave away.

While we devotin'
fulltime to floatin'
under the sea.

SEBASTIAN & LOBSTER
Down here all the fish is happy

SEBASTIAN
as off through the waves they roll.

SEBASTIAN & LOBSTER
The fish on the land ain't happy.

SEBASTIAN
They sad 'cause they in the bowl.

But fish in the bowl is lucky,

SEBASTIAN & LOBSTER
they in for a worser fate.

SEBASTIAN
One day when the boss get hungry,

FAT FISH
guess who gon' be on the plate.

SEBASTIAN
Under the sea,
under the sea.
Nobody beat us,
fry us and eat us
in fricassee.

We 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.

SNAILS
under the sea.

SEBASTIAN
Under the sea,

SNAILS
Under the sea,

SEBASTIAN (SNAILS)
Since life is sweet here (Ooh,)
we got the beat here (ooh,)
naturally.

SNAILS
naturally-ee-ee.

SEBASTIAN & CHORUS
Even the sturgeon and the ray
they get the urge 'n' start to play.

SEBASTIAN
We got the

SEBASTIAN & CHORUS
spirit,

SEBASTIAN
you got to

SEBASTIAN & CHORUS
hear it
under the sea.

SEBASTIAN
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.

FLUKE
Yeah.

SEBASTIAN
The ray he can play.
The lings on the strings.
The trout rockin' out.
The black fish she sings.

The smelt and the sprat
they know where it's at.
An' oh, that blowfish blow.

SEBASTIAN
Under the sea,

CHORUS
Under the sea,

SEBASTIAN
under the sea.

CHORUS
under the sea.

SEBASTIAN (CHORUS)
When the sardine (Ooh,)
begin the beguine (ooh,)
it's music to me.

CHORUS
music is to me.

SEBASTIAN
What do they got,

SEBASTIAN & CHORUS
a lot of sand.

SEBASTIAN
We got a hot

SEBASTIAN & CHORUS
crustacean band.

SEBASTIAN
Each little clam here
know how to jam here

SEBASTIAN & CHORUS
under the sea.

SEBASTIAN
Each little slug here
cuttin' a rug here

SEBASTIAN & CHORUS
under the sea.

SEBASTIAN (CHORUS)
Each little snail here (Ooh,)
know how to wail here. (ooh,)

That's why it's hotter (ooh,)
under the water. (ooh,)

Ya we in luck here (Ah-ha,)
down in the muck here (ah,)
under the

SEBASTIAN & CHORUS
sea.

URSULA
My dear sweet child, that's what I do!
It's what I live for-- to help unfortunate merfolk like yourself,
poor souls with no one else to turn to!

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,
repented, seen the light and made a switch,

true? Yes!

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 do 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.

Now, here's the deal:
I will make you a potion that will turn you into a human for three days.
Got that? Three days.
Now, listen-- this is important--
before the sun sets on the third day,
you've got to get dear ol' Princey to kiss you.
Not just any kiss-- the kiss of true love.
If he does kiss you before the sun sets on the third day,
you'll remain human permanently.
But if he doesn't, you turn back into a mermaid
and you belong to me...

SEBASTIAN
No, Ariel!

URSULA
Have we got a deal?

ARIEL
If I become human...
I'll never be with my father or sisters again.

URSULA
That's right.
But... you'll have your man.
Life's full of tough choices i'n't?
Oh! And there is one more thing--
we haven't discussed the subject of payment.
You can't get something for nothing, you know.

ARIEL
But I don't have any--

URSULA
I'm not asking much.
Just a token, really-- a trifle.
You'll never even miss it.
What I want from you is... your voice.

ARIEL
My voice?

URSULA
You've got it sweet cakes:
No more talking, singing-- zip-PUH!

ARIEL
But without my voice, how can I--?

URSULA
You'll have your looks.
Your pretty face.
And don't underestimate the importance of body language!

The men up there don't like a lot of blabber.
They think a girl who gossips is a bore.
Yes, on land it's much preferred
for ladies not to say a word.
And after all, dear, what is idle prattle for?

Come on!

They're not all that impressed with conversation.
True gentlemen avoid it when they can.
But they dote and swoon and fawn
on a lady who's withdrawn.
It's she who holds her tongue who gets her man.

Come on, you poor unfortunate soul!
Go ahead! Make your choice.
I'm a very busy woman
and I haven't got all day.
It won't cost much,
just your voice.

You poor unfortunate soul.
It's sad but true.
If you want to cross a bridge, my sweet,
you've got to pay the toll.
Take a gulp and take a breath
and go ahead and sign the scroll.
Flotsam, Jetsam, now I've got her, boys,
the boss is on a roll.
This poor unfortunate soul.

LOUIS
Les Poissons, les poisons,
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.

Less poissons, les poissons,
hee hee hee hah hah hah.
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 rub 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.
Toodle loo, mon poisson, au revoir!

SEBASTIAN
Percussion...
Strings...
Winds...
Words...

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.

ERIC
Did you hear something?

SEBASTIAN & CHORUS
Yes, you want her.
Look at her, you know you do.
Possible she wants you, too.
There is one way to ask her.
It don't take a word,
not a single word,
go on and kiss the girl.

SEBASTIAN
Sing with me now.

SEBASTIAN & CHORUS
Sha la la la la la, my oh my.
Look like the boy too 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.

ERIC
You know I feel really bad not knowing your name.
Heh, maybe I could guess.
Is it, ah... Mildred?
Heh heh heh, OK, no.
How about Diana?
Rachel?

SEBASTIAN
Ariel! Her name is Ariel!

ERIC
Ariel? Ariel...
That's kinda pretty.
OK... Ariel

SEBASTIAN & CHORUS
Now's your moment,

MINNOWS
Ya-ya-ya,

SEBASTIAN & CHORUS
floating in a blue lagoon.

MINNOWS
Ya-ya-ya,

SEBASTIAN & CHORUS
Boy, you better do it soon,
no time will be better.

MINNOWS
Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya,

SEBASTIAN & CHORUS
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. (Whoa-oh-whoa,)

Sha la la la la la, don't stop now.
Don't try to hide it now.
You wanna kiss the girl. (Whoa-oh-whoa,)

Sha la la la la la, float along.
And listen to the song,
the song say kiss the girl. (Whoa-oh-whoa,)

Sha la la la la, the music play. (Ya-ya-ya-ya,)
Do what the music say.
You gotta kiss the girl. (Whoa-oh-whoa,)

You've got to kiss the girl.
You wanna kiss the girl.
You've gotta kiss the girl.
Go on and kiss the girl.