Girls: Keepaway! Keepaway. Lisa: Hey, come on! Those are prescription shoes.

Girls: Keepaway! Keepaway.
Lisa: Hey, come on! Those are prescription shoes. I _need_ them.
Girls: [chanting] You have cooties! You have cooties!
Lisa: No I don't!
Skinner: [over PA] Lisa Simpson, report to the Principal's Office for
head-lice inspection.
[girls laugh]
[a soccer ball nails Lisa in the back of the head]
Lisa: Ow! [muffled] My...tongue.
Boy: Heads up.
-- Off to the Principal's Office she goes,
"Home Sweet Home-Diddily-Dum- Doodily"

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