Homer: Around the house, I never lift a finger As a husband and a father, I'm sub-par I'd rather drink a beer Than win father of the year I'm happy with things the way they are.
Lisa: I'm getting used to never getting noticed Bart: I'm stuck here till I can steal a car Marge: The house is still a mess And I'm going bald from stress Bart, Marge, & Lisa: But we're happy, just the way we are.
Flanders: They're not perfect But the Lord says "Love thy neighbour." Homer: Shut up, Flanders Flanders: Okely-dokely-do Shary: Don't think it's sour grapes But you're all a bunch of apes And so I must be leaving you!
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