[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

Dear Loompaland is both luscious and green
But not conducive to growing the bean
My job was guarding what little we'd got
You came along and pinched the lot

[WILLY WONKA, spoken]
Hey, why didn't you say something?

[OOMPA LOOMPA, spoken]
Well, perhaps I drifted off

(sung)
Oompa Loompa doompety-day
When I awoke, they sent me away
I'm disgraced, cast out in the cold
Till I've paid my friends back a thousand fold

[WILLY WONKA, spoken]
A thousand fold? You gotta be kidding me
[OOMPA LOOMPA, spoken]
I repeat

(sung)
A thousand fold