Tamatoa hasn't always been this glam
I was a drab little crab once
Now I know I can be happy as a clown
Because I'm beautiful, baby
Oh, did your daddy say that listen to your heart, be who you are on the inside
I need three words to tear this argument apart, your daddy lied
I'd rather be
Like a treasure from a sunken pirate wreck
Scrub the deck and make it look
And I'll sparkle like a wealthy woman's neck
Just a sec, don't you know
Fish are dumb, dumb, dumb
They chase anything that glitters, beginners
Here they come, come, come to the brightest thing that glitters, my dinners
You're far too hasty, and you look tasty
Wow, little Maui's having trouble with his look
You little semi-demi-mini god
Ouch, what a terrible performance, get the hook, get it
You don't swing it like you used to Mau
Now I'd have to give you credit for my start. . .