to lead wisely, not just primp and preen! (Nails, dimples, ears, scrunchie, purse, lunchbox, teeth, Milhouse.) This cuting up suits me, there's beauty within me. So let's
Bart: [to the tune of the Colonel Bogey March] Lisa, her teeth are big and green. Lisa, she smells like gasoline. Lisa, da da da Disa. She is my sister
today. Michael and Bart: Lisa, it's your birthday. Happy birthday, Lisa. Lisa, it's your birthday. Happy birthday, Lisa
Sung by Lisa: Come gather 'round children its high time ye learns about a hero named Homer And the devil named burns We'll march till we drop The girls
Превод: Симпсонови. Лиса Родјендана Песма.
