Lyrics:
Homer: Bart! Marge: Go to your room. Bart: Yeah, right. Well, you're damned if you do, (What are we talking about?) Well, you're damned if you
On fait des sommes, fait des sommes Princes d'la ville tu sais qui c'est On est jeune, on est jeune Fument le jaune Homer Simpson Epoustouflé par mes
Warren Ellis made it Here you go, here is the link Homer, Homer, Homer go far Loner, loner is it not cold for you? My thirteen tracks are gone We weren't
remain Nothing is better, nothing is best Take heed of this and get plenty of rest. Open The door, Homer Now, there's a certain thing That I learned
rushin' triple H but shit H ain’t in the Greek alphabet It’s Homer Harris House It’s Homer Harris House It’s Homer Harris House It’s Homer Harris House
On the first day of Gragglemas, my Graggle gave to me A Homer in a jellybean suit On the second day of Gragglemas, my Graggle gave to me Two pregnant
Yah (yah) yah (yah) Eh (eh) yah, eh On fume de la verte (on fume de la verte) Du jaune comme Homer (du jaune comme Homer) Les keufs nous
I'm a fucking hermit I'm a fucking loner I'm a piece of shit Damn I'm just like Homer I'm a fucking hermit I'm a fucking loner I'm a piece of shit
Homer: Born under a bad sign, Been down since I began to crawl. If it wasn't for bad luck, You know, I wouldn't have no luck at all. Hard luck
Homer: Ah. Hm-hm. Marge? I was born to make you happy. I think you're just my style. Everywhere I go, Tellin' everyone I know, Baby I love
it’s good for my soul… [Hook:] I’m getting dough, like I’m Homer Simpson… I’m getting dough, like I’m Homer Simpson… I’m getting dough, like
t'as du PQ Oh merde oh merde, là je vois jaune comme Homer Homer Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh merde oh merde, là je vois jaune comme Homer Homer Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh
As I was digging deeper into my mind, The thoughts were getting louder and louder to find, So I made up my mind And wrote a letter to Homer. An old
I’m that lonely stoner Built like Homer Finna give this B**** The cobra Fizz like soda Wise like Yoda Pon mi polla en tu boca I’m that lonely stoner
Bring your troubles Down highway nine I got a pullout couch And a job lined up at the cannery Catch a ride to homer, alaska Brother, the drinks
swim If he expects to live off Of the fat of the land Open the door, Homer, I've heard it said before Open the door, Homer, I've heard it said before But
I got yellow diamonds just like homer popping all this X I'm never sober I heard he was a opp now he slumped over I got yellow diamonds just like
Last night, I dreamed of Homer Watson. he was at home beside the Grand We talked of trees and rivers and Cowgirls In the Sand How when he tired
So extra with it doe (Doh!) More than Homer Simpson Why she extra with the dough way she (Way she) Swipe and then she go On the road to riches go
Ich bin nicht sober Gib mir bisschen Ivory und ich werd Broker Zähl die Scheine du wirst gelb vor Neid wie Homer Step ins game und jeder kennt
Asking God like what I gotta be The prophecy, the prodigy, Like homer off the Oddessey Like Like what I gotta be Huhh Asking God like what I
Run run Saco melodías como Chopin Bang bang Escribo poesías como Homer Trampa Cookin' todo el día con mi homie Saltan Cada tema nuevo mío rompe Run
(Trauma Unit) He ask me what I'm kickin' I said "doh!" like I'm Homer Silencer on that, that's right the stick came with a boner The way I drop
be trash though When we take the flick, making sure that the flash on (Aye) Went to Milwaukee and Rowdy Tellez hit two homers a game Two homers a day
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