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Mr. Burns: A lifetime of working with nuclear power has left me with a healthy green glow... and left me as impotent as a Nevada boxing commissioner.
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Marge (drinking a Long Island Iced Tea): I'd like to visit that Long Island Place, if only it were real.
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Conan O'Brien: (laughs) Great material. We'll be right back. (Music starts, and Conan dances. Bart half-heartedly joins him) Sit perfectly still: only I may dance!
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Homer: God bless those pagans.
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Burns: I feel like such a free spirit, and I'm really enjoying this so-called...iced cream.

Smithers: Sir, in the spirit of the festival and everything, I'd just like to say that...[ahem]...I...love you.

Burns: Hmm?

Smithers: [quickly] In those colors! [aside] Oh, who am I kidding? The boathouse was the time!

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Marge: Bart what did you learn about in school today?

 

Bart: Hell.

 

Homer: Bart!

 

Bart: I sure as Hell can't talk about HELL unless I say HELL can I?

 

Homer: Well he's got us there.

 

Bart: HELL yes.

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Homer: I have a friend named Joey Jo Jo Jr Shabanoo.

 

Moe: That's the worst name I've ever heard.

 

(man runs out of bar)

 

Barney: Hey! Joey Jo Jo!

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Well Mr. Burns had done it,

The power plant had won it,

With Roger Clemens clucking all the while,

Mike Scioscia's tragic illness made us smile,

While Wade Boggs lay unconscious on the barroom tile...

 

We're talkin' softball...

From Maine to San Diego.

Talkin' softball...

Mattingly and Canseco.

Ken Griffey's grotesquely swollen jaw.

Steve Sax and his run-in with the law.

We're talkin' Homer... Ozzie and the Straw.

 

We're talkin' softball...

From Maine to San Diego.

Talkin' softball...

Mattingly and Canseco.

Ken Griffey's grotesquely swollen jaw.

Steve Sax and his run-in with the law.

We're talkin' Homer... Ozzie and the Straw.

 

 

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I am just a simple paperboy,

No romance do I seek...

I just wanted forty cents,

For my deliveries last week...

 

Will this bewitching floozy,

Seduce this humble newsie?

Oh, what's a paperboy to...

Dooo?

 

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STELLLAAAA! STELLLAAAA!

Can't you hear me yella!

You're puttin' me through Hella!

Stella... STELLLAAAA!

 

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When the fire starts to burn,

There's a lesson you must learn.

Something, something, then you see,

You'll avoid catastrophe!

D'oh!!!

 

 

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Bad cops, bad cops,

Bad cops, bad cops.

Bad cops, bad cops,

Bad cops, bad cops.

Springfield cops are on the take,

But what do you expect for the money we make?

Whether in a car or on a horse,

We don't mind using excessive force!

Bad cops, bad cops,

Bad cops, bad cops..

 

 

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Lyle Lanley: Well, sir, there's nothing on earth

Like a genuine,

Bona fide,

Electrified,

Six-car

Monorail!

What'd I say?

Ned Flanders: Monorail!

Lyle Lanley: What's it called?

Patty+Selma: Monorail!

Lyle Lanley: That's right! Monorail!

[crowd chants `Monorail' softly and rhythmically]

Miss Hoover: I hear those things are awfully loud...

Lyle Lanley: It glides as softly as a cloud.

Apu: Is there a chance the track could bend?

Lyle Lanley: Not on your life, my Hindu friend.

Barney: What about us brain-dead slobs?

Lyle Lanley: You'll be given cushy jobs.

Abe: Were you sent here by the devil?

Lyle Lanley: No, good sir, I'm on the level.

Wiggum: The ring came off my pudding can.

Lyle Lanley: Take my pen knife, my good man.

I swear it's Springfield's only choice...

Throw up your hands and raise your voice!

All: Monorail!

Lyle Lanley: What's it called?

All: Monorail!

Lyle Lanley: Once again...

All: Monorail!

Marge: But Main Street's still all cracked and broken...

Bart: Sorry, Mom, the mob has spoken!

All: Monorail!

Monorail!

Monorail!

[big finish]

Monorail!

Homer: Mono... D'oh!

 

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All: We are the mediocre presidents.

You won't find our faces on dollars or on cents!

There's Taylor, there's Tyler,

There's Fillmore and there's Hayes.

There's William Henry Harrison,

Harrison: I died in thirty days!

All: We... are... the...

Adequate, forgettable,

Occasionally regrettable

Caretaker presidents of the U-S-A!

 

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Well beer, we've had some great times.

[wistfully]

When I was seventeen,

I drank some very good beer,

I drank some very good beer I purchased with a fake ID,

My name was Brian McGee,

I stayed up listening to Queen,

When I was seventeen.

 

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Chorus: O whacking day, o whacking day,

Our hallowed snake-skull cracking day.

Soprano: We'll break their backs,

Gouge out their eyes,

Their evil hearts,

We'll pulverise.

Chorus: O whacking day, o whacking day,

May God bestow His grace on thee.

 

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Homer: Dad, that will never work. If you want to make your

move, you got to play it...cool.

[jazz bass and cymbals start playing]

Now what you gotta do

If you wanna get a kiss

Is act real smooth

And make your move like this:

[stands up, stretches and yawns, and sits down again,

arm still outstretched so it lands around Abe's

shoulder]

Abe: Oh, I see!

So if I take your advice

And make your patented move,

Then my chances for love

Will slightly improve?

[does the Homer move]

Homer: [giggles] Now what's that rule?

Abe: Play it cool.

 

 

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Krusty: O say can you see,

By the da da da light,

What so proudly we laaaaah,

By the aaaah aaaah oh...

Shouldn't have turned down those cue cards. Oooooh...

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Can I borrow a feelin'?

Could you send me a jar of love?

Hurtin' hearts need some healin',

Take my hand with your glove of love!

 

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