Karaoké Do the Bartman Les Simpson (Nancy Cartwright)

I didn't do it nobody saw me do it you can't prove anything

Yo hey what's happening dude

I'm a guy with a rep for being rude

Terrorizing people wherever I go

It's not intentional just keepin' the flow

Fixin' test scores to get the best score

Droppin' banana peels all over the floor

I'm the kid that made delinquency an art

Last name Simpson first name Bart

I'm here today to introduce the next phase

The next step in the big Bart craze

I got a dance real easy to do

I learned it with no rhythm and so can you

So move your body if you got the notion

Front to back in a rock like motion

Now that you got it if you think you can

Do it to the music that's the Bartman

Whoa, check it out man

Bartman, uh huh, whoa mama whoa

It wasn't long ago just a couple of weeks

I got in trouble yeah pretty deep

Homer was yelling

Mom was too

Because I put mothballs in the beef stew

Punishment time in the air lurks gloom

Sittin' by myself confined to my room

When all else fails nothin' else left to do

I turn on the music so

I can feel the groove

Whoa I'm feelin' the groove now baby bring it back whoo

Do the Bartman whoa, Lisa, ha

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha check it out man

If you can do the Bart you're bad like

Michael Jackson

Oh yeah, shake your body huh, yeah do the Bartman

Do the Bartman check it out

Whoa mama

I'm bad

I'm bad

Do the Bartman

Everybody back and forth from side to side

Do the Bartman

Get your feet up off the floor and let 'em glide

Do the Bartman

She can do it you can do it so can I do the Bartman

Now here's a dance beat that you can't deny

Oh my ears

Lisa, put that saxophone away

Don't touch this

I didn't do it nobody saw me do it you can't prove anything, oop

Now I'm in the house feelin' good to be home 'till Lisa starts blowin' that damn saxophone

And if it was mine you know they'd take it away

But still I'm feelin' good so that's okay

I'm up in my room just a singin' a song

Listen to the kick drum kickin' along

Yeah Lisa likes jazz she's her number one fan

But I know I'm bad 'cos I do the Bartman

Hey everybody need I remind you ooh

I am the Bart, Bartman, huh

Do the Bartman everybody back and forth from side to side

Do the Bartman she can do it you can do it so can I

Mic

Swing it

Ooh dooh beeh dooh beeh dooh beeh dooh beeh dooh bop bop bop

Dah bah dah bah deeh dah bah dah bah deeh doh

Dah bah dah bah deeh beh hee hee hee hee hee

I'm the Bartman swing it babe, huh

Oh yeah I'm bad

I'm real bad

Whoa, I'm bad do the Bartman, ah ha oh yeah

Do you call that dancin', ha watch this rhythm

Ooh ah, ah ah yeah ah ha, swing it, ooh

Eat your heart out Michael ah ha, ha oh wow man