(spoken)
Oh, my, gosh Charlie, look at her gum
It is so sick, she looks like
One of those sport guys' girlfriends.
But, ya know, who understands those sport guys?
They only talk to her, because,
She acts like a total drama queen, 'kay?
I mean, her jaw, is just a cows's
I can't believe it's just so constant, it's like grinding here
I mean gross, look
She's turning... blue

(sang)
I juice blueberries and I can not lie
You Oompa Loompas can't deny
That when a girl rolls in with a squishy sloshy waist
And a blue tone in her face
You feel stung, want to roll her stuff
'Cause you notice that gut was puffed
Bust off the belt she's wearing
They're shocked and everyone's staring
Oh baby, I wanted to stop ya
And try not to pop ya
I wished you'd listened to me
But that gum you chomp makes (me a berry?!)
Ooh, blue-and-stretched-skin
You say my biz you tryin' to win?
Well, miss me, miss me
'Cause your blood is thick and syrupy
I've seen her bluin'
To boot she's baloonin'
No threat, pet,
She's bigger than a jumbo jet
I'm tired of lyin' teens
Sayin' obeyin' is the thing
Take the average Loompa and ask him that
She gonna nom much gum
So, Oompas (yeah) Oompas (yeah)
Has our Violet got the juice? (hell yeah)
Tell 'em to squeeze it (squeeze it) squeeze it (squeeze it)
Squeeze that brat reversed
Berry gon' burst (stuck-up face on an inflated berry)
Berry gon' burst (stuck-up face on an inflated berry)

She's gettin' round, and huge
And she's still acting like a stooge
She just can't help herself, she's chompin' like a machine
But I just had the place cleaned
I want to roll you home
And ugh, shut you up, ugh, ugh
I ain't talkin' bout candy joy
'Cause chocolate bars are for good girls and boys
She's gotten real plump and juicy
So roll her on the double
Violet's in trouble
Gonna pop just like a bubble
So I'm lookin' at gum videos
Lock-jawed bimbos sneerin' like hoes
If you weren't such a showboat
You might still be able to do limbos
A word to the gum chewin' sistas, I want to visit ya
I won't cuss or hit ya
But I gotta be straight when I say you're gonna grow
Til we smush you down
Berry got it growin' on
A lot of divas just can't be warned
'Cause them dolls like to chew it, they blew it
And I'd rather tour for sure
Now you're round, 'cause you've clowend
And right now you're squeezin' bound
So, ladies (Yeah) Ladies (Yeah)
If you end up rolling and weighty (Yeah)
Just turn around, spit it out
Even parents start to shout
Berry gon' burst

Berry gon' burst
Yeah, baby, when it comes to three meals
Dessert has got somethin'
To do with her transformation
Fifty six, sixty-four, Fifty six
Ha ha, she's not even on Stage 3

So your girl weighs more than an anaconda, like she's eaten too much lasagna
This prima donna ain't got the condition to dance the conga
My Loompa buddies don't want none
Unless you've got manners, hon
You can use new clothes and make-up
But forget about losin' that blue
Some children want to play that hard game
And think that following rules is lame
So they bite it and fight it
And I pull up quick to impart it
Uncle Joe says you're fat
Well I can't argue with that
'Cause your waist is gone and your curves are spherical
And I'm hysterical' bout alchemicals'
To the chewing divas in the news reports
Please listen to this retort
She's got bad manners, I can't stand her
A whole fruit truck couldn't withstand her
Some enablers tried to moan
'Cause his girl rolled out of my home
He had a chance but he chose to push her
And I pull up quick to de-juice her
So ladies, if your jaw is numb,
And you want a triple meal Wonka gum,
Dial 1-900-BLUEBERRY
And bring some stretchy clothes
Berry gon' burst

Berry gon' burst

(Jiggle in the middle and she slosh with juice)