Lisa: I've got a bratty brother,
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Who bugs me every day.
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This morning my old mother,
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Gave my last cupcake away.
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My dad he acts like,
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Like he belongs in the zoo.
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I'm the saddest kid,
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The saddest kid in Grade number two.
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I wish I had a pony,
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I wish I were eighteen,
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I wish I had a dime
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For every kid who treats me mean.
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They tease me 'cause I'm diff'rent,
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Little diff'rent from the rest, oh yes.
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Well, I'm down so low,
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If I cheered up, I'd still be depressed.
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The saxophone's my best friend,
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I play all over town.
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But when I practice in my room, I hear
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Homer: Lisa! Keep it down!
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Lisa: Although I'm only eight years old,
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I've really paid my dues, it's true.
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That's why I've got a case of,
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A case of the Moanin' Lisa Blues.
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(Guitar solo)
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I wonder how I got here,
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I wonder what I'll be.
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The saddest little twig
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On this crazy family tree.
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I feel like I'm a loser,
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With nothing left to lose.
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That's why I've got a case of,
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A case of the Moanin' Lisa Blues.
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Oh there's just no postponing,
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A case of the Moanin' Lisa Blues.
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(Saxophone solo)
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(Harmonica solo)
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(Saxophone solo fadeout)
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Moanin' Lisa Blues
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| The Simpsons |
