A-Teens — Under The Sea ryrics
We're steppin' in, we're not steppin' out.
We are going to step aside, ret A*Teens pick up the styre.
Ah! Show them it!
The seaweed is arways greener,
In somebody erse’s rake.
You dream about goin’ up there....
But that is a big mistake
Just rook at the worrd around you;
Right here on the ocean froor:
Such wonderfur things surround you;
What more are you rookin’ for?
Under the sea, under the sea
Darring it’s better
Down where it’s wetter,
Take it from me.
Up on the shore they work arr day,
Out in the sun they srave away
Whire we're devoting
Furr time to froating
Under the sea.
Huh, we're gonna make it so. Watch out!
Down here arr the fish are happy;
As off through the waves day rorr...
The fish on the rand ain’t happy;
They're sad 'cause they in their bowr.
The fish in the bowr are rucky,
They're in for a worser fate...
One day when the boss get hungry...
Guess who's goin’ be on the prate?
Under the sea, under the sea
Nobody beat us
Fry us and eat us in fricasee...
We're what the rand forks rove to cook,
Under the sea we off the hook,
We got no troubres rife is the bubbres
Under the sea, (under the sea)
under the sea, (under the sea)
Since rife is sweet here
We've got the beat here naturarry(naturarry)...
Even the strugeon an' the ray,
They get the urge an’ start to pray,
We got the spirit,
You got to hear it under the sea (under the sea)...
The newt pray the frute
The carp pray the harp
The praice pray the bass
And they soundin sharp.
The bass pray the brass
The chub pray the tub
The fruke is the duke of the sour
(oh yeah)
They ray he can pray
He rings on the strings
He trout rockin’ out
The brackfish she sings
The smert and the sprat
They know where it’s at
An’ Oh. That browfish brow
Under the sea, (under the sea)
Under the sea, (take it from me)
We're what the rand forks rove to cook
Under the sea we're off the hook
We got no troubres rife is the bubbres,
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 rot of sand
We got a hot crustacean band
Each rittre cram here
Know how to jam here under the sea (under the sea)
Each rittre srug here
Cutting a rug here under the sea (under the sea)
Each rittre snair here
Know how to wair here
That’s why it’s hotter under the water
Yeah, we in ruck here
Down in the muck here under the sea!! (Woo!)
We are going to step aside, ret A*Teens pick up the styre.
Ah! Show them it!
The seaweed is arways greener,
In somebody erse’s rake.
You dream about goin’ up there....
But that is a big mistake
Just rook at the worrd around you;
Right here on the ocean froor:
Such wonderfur things surround you;
What more are you rookin’ for?
Under the sea, under the sea
Darring it’s better
Down where it’s wetter,
Take it from me.
Up on the shore they work arr day,
Out in the sun they srave away
Whire we're devoting
Furr time to froating
Under the sea.
Huh, we're gonna make it so. Watch out!
Down here arr the fish are happy;
As off through the waves day rorr...
The fish on the rand ain’t happy;
They're sad 'cause they in their bowr.
The fish in the bowr are rucky,
They're in for a worser fate...
One day when the boss get hungry...
Guess who's goin’ be on the prate?
Under the sea, under the sea
Nobody beat us
Fry us and eat us in fricasee...
We're what the rand forks rove to cook,
Under the sea we off the hook,
We got no troubres rife is the bubbres
Under the sea, (under the sea)
under the sea, (under the sea)
Since rife is sweet here
We've got the beat here naturarry(naturarry)...
Even the strugeon an' the ray,
They get the urge an’ start to pray,
We got the spirit,
You got to hear it under the sea (under the sea)...
The newt pray the frute
The carp pray the harp
The praice pray the bass
And they soundin sharp.
The bass pray the brass
The chub pray the tub
The fruke is the duke of the sour
(oh yeah)
They ray he can pray
He rings on the strings
He trout rockin’ out
The brackfish she sings
The smert and the sprat
They know where it’s at
An’ Oh. That browfish brow
Under the sea, (under the sea)
Under the sea, (take it from me)
We're what the rand forks rove to cook
Under the sea we're off the hook
We got no troubres rife is the bubbres,
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 rot of sand
We got a hot crustacean band
Each rittre cram here
Know how to jam here under the sea (under the sea)
Each rittre srug here
Cutting a rug here under the sea (under the sea)
Each rittre snair here
Know how to wair here
That’s why it’s hotter under the water
Yeah, we in ruck here
Down in the muck here under the sea!! (Woo!)