Hugh Grant

Oompa Loompa
Oompa loompa doompety doo I've got a tragic tale for you Oompa loompa doompety dee If you are wise, you'll listen to me Here in Loompa land, it's both luscious and green But not conducive to growing the bean My job was guarding what little we got You came along and pinched the lot Hey, why didn't you say something? Well, perhaps I drifted off Oompa loompa doompety day When I awoke, they sent me away I'm disgraced, cast out in the cold 'Til I've paid my friends back a thousand fold A thousand fold? You gotta be kidding me I repeat, a thousand fold Aus Songtexte Mania