
(With all apologies to Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory...)
Oompa, Loompa, doom-pa-dee-do
I have a Paris puzzle for you
Oompa, Loompa, doom-pa-dee-dee
If you are wise, you'll listen and flee
What do you get when you're stupid and beat?
Famous for drinking and going out to eat
What are you at being a skank and a whore?
Do you think we want you all the more?
Oompa, Loompa, doom-pa-dee-da
You are a bitch, who unfortunately went far
We wish you would go away and live in happiness too
Like the Oompa Loompa doom-pa-dee-do
Okay, yeah..not very good, but this is why I'm not a lyric writer or a orange toned little person.
2 comments:
Hate her, I hate her so much!
Flames, there we flames comming out of the side of my head!
Paris is a big gross crotch..ok I said it....
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