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I can feel her sweet country soul in every digitally-encoded bit. -- Lisa, "(Lurleen on Me)
Country music sucks. All it does is take precious air space away from shock DJ's, whose cruelty and profanity amuse us all.
-- Bart the Critic, "(Lurleen on Me)...
Marge: Who is this woman? Homer: Well, right now, she's an out-of-work cocktail waitress, but she's going to be a country music superstar like.
.. uh... that jerk in the cowboy hat... and...
Marge, you make it sound so seamy. All I did was spend the afternoon in her trailer watching her try on some outfits.
-- Homer tries to reassure Marge, "(Lurleen on Me)...
Lurleen: Homer, no man has ever been this nice to me without.
.. you know... wantin' sum'in' in return. Home...
Lurleen: [chuckles] Oh Homer, you're just a big sack of sugar.
Homer: Hey! [thinks on it] You <did> say sugar, right? -- "(Lurleen on Me)...
Lurleen: Homer, I want you to be my manager. Home
Really?! Well, I should warn you, I'm not great with figures....
Now this is made from a space-age fabric specially designed for Elvis.
Sweat actually cleans this suit! -- Clerk at the Corpulent Cowboy, "(Lurleen on Me)...
Homer: Marge, you're standing in the way of my boyhood dream of managing a beautiful country singer!
Marge: Your boyhood dream is to eat the world's biggest hoagie! And you did it at the...
Marge: Homer, how much did you just give that man!?
Homer: Calm down, Marge, it's just our life savings....

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