Lyrics: Scott Wittman/Marc Shaiman
Music: Marc Shaiman
Squirrels: Veruca Salt
The debutant
She's always screaming, "I want, I want!"
Do you think her Jetés will still look cute
As she Pas de Bourrées down the bad nut chute
Veruca Salt
The selfish tot
Was never good with the things she got
But it's not just vicious Veruca's fault
This rancid recipe demands another dash of salt!
Blame her nut-job of a father
For he grovelled at her feet
Now he'll see us break her backbone
In our bad nut-cracker sweet
Let's nuke-a Veruca!
Oompa Loompa doo pa dee do
Hey! Hey! Hey!
Oompa Loompa doo pa dee day
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
Veruca, screamed: DADDY! DADDY!
Mr Salt, spoken: Veruscha! Papa's coming! Veruscha!!
Squirrels: Veruca Salt
Was once en pointe
But watch as we dislocate each joint
Her ballet career is looking grim
As we tear her apart from limb to limb!
Aaahhh!
Bad nut!