Tekstovi: Simpsons. Moanin' Lisa Blues.

I've got a bratty brother
Who bugs me every day
This morning my old mother
Gave my last cupcake away

My dad he acts like
Like he belongs in the zoo
I'm the saddest kid
The saddest kid in grade number two

I wish I had a pony
I wish I were eighteen
I wish I had a dime
For every kid who treats me mean

They tease me 'cause I'm diff'rent
Little diff'rent from the rest, oh yes
Well, I'm down so low
If I cheered up, I'd still be depressed

The saxophone's my best friend
I play all over town
But when I practice in my room, I hear
"Lisa! Keep it down"

Although I'm only eight years old
I've really paid my dues, it's true
That's why I've got a case of
A case of the moanin' Lisa blues

I wonder how I got here
I wonder what I'll be
The saddest little twig
On this crazy family tree

I feel like I'm a loser
With nothing left to lose
That's why I've got a case of
A case of the moanin' Lisa blues

Oh, there's just no postponing
A case of the moanin' Lisa blues