Announcer:Our next act is our very own singing waitress, Lurleen.
So I'm, uh, afraid drink service will stop for just a few moments.  They're all yers.
Homer:Stupid Marge tell me to shut up.
Lurleen:Thank you. Tonight I'd like to try somethin' a little different.
It's a song I wrote while I mopped up your dried blood and teeth.
Work all day for some old man
Sweat n' break your back.
Homer:Yeah.
Lurleen:Then you go home to your castle,
But your queen won't cut you slack.
Homer:That's true.
Lurleen:That's why you're losin' all your hair,
That's why you're overweight.
Homer:Uh-huh.
Lurleen:That's why you flipped your pickup truck
Right off the interstate.
Homer:That's right! Except for the pickup truck.
Lurleen:There's a lot of bull they hand you,
There's nothin' you can do,
Your wife don't understand you, but I do.
No, your wife don't understand you, but I do.
I said no one understands you but I do!
Homer:Hey, hey, Lurleen. I gotta say somethin' to ya.
Lurleen:I'm listenin'.
Homer:Your song touched me in a way I've never felt before. And which way to the can?