Hello there, my friends. You're about to go under the sea. So, for your safety, please remain seated with your hands, arms, feet, legs, flippers and fins inside your clamshell. And keep an eye on your little ones. I can't be everywhere, you know. The story began when Ariel fell head over fins in love. Wait, no. It began when King Triton asked Sebastian to keep an eye on Ariel. Wait, no. It began when King Triton got all mad and Ursula took Ariel's voice and, whoa, this story's getting away from me. Gotta slow down. Getting ahead of myself. This is a great tale. And speaking of tales, Ariel's friend, Ursula, was dead. I want to be where the people are. I want to see, want to see them dancing, walking around on those, what do you call them, oh, feet. Flipping your fins, you don't get too far. Legs are required for jumping, dancing, strolling along down a, what's that word again? Street. Up where they walk, up where they run, up where they stay all day in the sun, wandering free. I wish I could be part of that world. Believe me, Ariel, the human world, it's a mess. Life under the sea is better than anything they got up there. 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 be voting, voting, floating under the sea. Down here all the fish is happy, as up through the waves they roll. The fish on the land ain't happy, they say because they in the bowl. But fish in the bowl is lucky, they in for a worse fate. One day when they first get hungry, yes, you gon' be undictated. Oh, no, under the sea. Under the sea. Nobody beat us, fry us, and eat us in fricassee. We want 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. Under the sea. Under the sea. Since life is sweet here, we got to beat here naturally. Even the sturgeon and the ray, they get the earth, it's not to blame. We got to steer it, you got to hear it. Under the sea. The new play, the fluke, the cup, they, they hop, they place, play, they bass, and they sound, they chop. The bass play, they brass, they chop, play, they chop. The fluke is the duke of soul. The way he can play, the lings on the strings, the jack rocking out. The black fish, he sing, the smelt and the sprite. They know where it's at, and oh, that blowfish blow. Poor Ariel, she swam this way. Said something about being in love with a human. We sent her to Ursula. Yes, Ursula has great powers. See for yourself. Oh, yes. See for yourself. See for yourself. Oh, yes. See for yourself. 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. Yes. 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 cold and crying spells, Ursula, please. And I help them. Yes, I do. Lugas of Ruga, come winds of the Caspian Sea. Laranxus, Glacitus, Echmex, Laryngitis, La Verge to me. La-la-la-la. La-la-la. Sha-la-la-la-la-la, my, oh, my, look like the poison's shining on a bliss-kicker. Sha-la-la-la-la-la, ain't that sad? Fading into shape, too bad, you're gonna miss me, girl. Yeah, 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 on a kiss-kicker. Sha-la-la-la-la-la, my, oh, my, look like the poison's shining on a bliss-kicker. Sha-la-la-la-la-la, ain't that sad? Fading into shape, too bad, you're gonna miss me, girl. Ah-ah-ah. Ah-ah-ah. Ah-ah-ah. And they all lived... Now, how does that go? Happily ever after. That's my favorite kind of story. Am I right? Ha! I'm not such a birdbrain after all. As you can see, everything worked out swell for Ariel. Ha-ha-ha. There you are. Hope you had a wonderful time. Now, please step out to your left. Bye-bye now.