Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kathy Fitzgerald
Vocals
F. Michael Haynie
Vocals
Charlie and the Chocolate Factory Broadway Ensemble
Vocals
Nicholas Skilbeck
Conductor
Andy Ezrin
Keyboards
Mat Eisenstein
Keyboards
Nate Patten
Keyboards
Dave Noland
Clarinet
Giuseppe Fusco
Flute
Ron Janelli
Baritone Saxophone
Lynn Cohen
English Horn
Kyle Hoyt
French Horn
Trevor D. Neumann
Flugelhorn
Nate Mayland
Trombone
Chris Biesterfeldt
Guitar
Steve Millhouse
Bass
Warren Odze
Drums
Charles Descarfino
Percussion
Cenovia Cummins
First Violin
Maxim Moston
Violin
Stephanie Cummins
Cello
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Marc Shaiman
Composer
Scott Wittman
Lyrics
Doug Besterman
Orchestrator
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Scott M. Riesett
Producer
Lawrence Manchester
Mixing Engineer
Peter Wolford
Assistant Engineer
Thom Beemer
Assistant Engineer
Akihiro Nishimura
Assistant Engineer
Ian Kagey
Editing Engineer
Ryan Smith
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Oh when I was just a girl
I used to dream of a mate
Who would bring me lots of sweets
And put some sausage on my plate
Mr. Gloop was quite a meal
But now he seems just like a crumb
'Cause it turns out that dessert was yet to come!
So we were wed und in mein magen
Something big began to bloom
Und my liver und my kidney
Had to vacate to make room
Then the blessed day arrived
And out he rolled so round and sweet
And the first words that he uttered were-
Let's eat!
So mit strudel, he'd canoodle
How he loved my pretzel pie
He ate the whole kit and kaboodle
And grew wide as well as high
Though his size is rather shocking
He's what I've been traumen of
'Cause there's more, more, more of him to love
Go ahead Augustus, don't be shy
Schpill your guts!
Like mein mutter und mein vater
I enjoy a healthy meal
Yes, my outside's soft und flabby
But my inside's made of steel
We raise piggies in the backyard
Then I eat them limb from limb
We won't leave our dachshunds all alone with him!
So this morning I was eating
When such hunger did attack
And fifty Wonka bars were waiting
For a nice mid-breakfast snack
But the taste was kind of different
Like a bratwurst three days old
So I spit it out and saw I had struck gold!
Now I'm the perfect ticket winner
For on chocolate I did teeth
I am excited but keep eating
'Cause I only stop to breath
And a lifetime full of chocolate
A gesundheit from above
And there'll be more, more, more of me to love
Let's yodel!
Oh-de-lay-ee
Oh-de-lay-ee
Oh-de-lay-ee
Te-o-lo-de-o-de-lee
Te-o-lo-de-o-de-lee
Te-o-lo-de-o-de-lee
Oh-de-lay-ee
Oh-de-lay-ee
Oh-de-lay-ee
Te-o-lo-de-o-de-lee
Oh-de-lay-ee
Oh-de-lay-ee
Oh-de-lay-ee
Oh-de-lay-ee
Oh-de-lay
Te-o-lo-de-o-de-le
Writer(s): Marc Shaiman, Scott Michael Wittman
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