Jan 31, 2023Doyoung & SMROOKIES - Under The SeaEnglish Lyrics:The seaweed is always greenerIn somebody else's lakeYou dream about going up thereBut that is a big mistakeJust look at the world around youRight here on the ocean floorSuch wonderful things surround youWhat more is you lookin' for?Under the sea, under the seaDarling, it's better down where it's wetterTake it from meUp on the shore, they work all dayOut in the sun they slave awayWhile we devotin', full time to floatin'Under the sea (Ah-ha-ha)The newt play the fluteThe carp play the harpThe plaice play the bassAnd they soundin' sharpThe bass play the brassThe chub play the tubThe fluke is the duke of soul (Yeah)The ray he can playThe lings on the stringsThe trout rockin' outThe blackfish she singsThe smelt and the sprat, they know where it's atAn' oh that blowfish blow(Wah, ah-ha, yeah)Yeah, under the sea (Under the sea)Under the sea (Under the sea)When the sardine begin the beguineIt's music to me (Music is to me)What do they got? A lot of sandWe got a hot, crustacean bandEach little clam here, know how to jam hereUnder the seaEach little slug here, cuttin' a rug hereUnder the seaEach little snail hereKnow how to wail hereThat's why it's hotterUnder the waterYa we in luck hereDown in the muck hereUnder the sea©Color Coded Lyrics
English Lyrics:The seaweed is always greenerIn somebody else's lakeYou dream about going up thereBut that is a big mistakeJust look at the world around youRight here on the ocean floorSuch wonderful things surround youWhat more is you lookin' for?Under the sea, under the seaDarling, it's better down where it's wetterTake it from meUp on the shore, they work all dayOut in the sun they slave awayWhile we devotin', full time to floatin'Under the sea (Ah-ha-ha)The newt play the fluteThe carp play the harpThe plaice play the bassAnd they soundin' sharpThe bass play the brassThe chub play the tubThe fluke is the duke of soul (Yeah)The ray he can playThe lings on the stringsThe trout rockin' outThe blackfish she singsThe smelt and the sprat, they know where it's atAn' oh that blowfish blow(Wah, ah-ha, yeah)Yeah, under the sea (Under the sea)Under the sea (Under the sea)When the sardine begin the beguineIt's music to me (Music is to me)What do they got? A lot of sandWe got a hot, crustacean bandEach little clam here, know how to jam hereUnder the seaEach little slug here, cuttin' a rug hereUnder the seaEach little snail hereKnow how to wail hereThat's why it's hotterUnder the waterYa we in luck hereDown in the muck hereUnder the sea©Color Coded Lyrics
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