Y/n: When the moon hits the sky, I'm a little unwell 'Cause the truth is a lie that nobody can tell Every kid on the block talks in riddles and prose Then we dance 'til we drop, drop, drop
Everything's perfect here, and the sun is shining (Hey, hey!) Everything's perfect here, there's nobody crying
Oompa Loompa, doompa-de-doo I got a bad feeling 'bout you Oompa Loompa, I don't know, dude I got a bad feeling 'bout you they run up and are shoked by your beautiful voice👑
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