I will have you know that I'm a perfectly respectable size of an Oompa-Loompa.
In fact, in Loompaland, I'm regarded as something of a whopper. They call me Lofty. So I will thank you to stop gawking at me as though I was something unpleasant you’d found in your handkerchief. I find it uncomfortable and, frankly, rude.
I've started dancing now. Once we've started, we can't stop, you see.
Oompa-Loompas do not negotiate.
You should stand up to those bullies. Give them the old one-two. That's what an Oompa-Loompa would do.
Tell me what it is, or I shall poke you quite viciously with a cocktail stick.
Oompa loompa doompadee doo.
I've got a tragic tale for you.
Oompa loompa doompadee dee.
If you are wise, you'll listen to me.
Oompa-loompa loompadee dee.
I'm not in premium economy!
