S11E20: Last Tap Dance in Springfield
If you would just let me lead--
- You're not a leader, Seymour. Never have been, never will be.
There's square dancing.
Oh, the birdie in the cage out, lady in the center.
Now the birdie is purty and the crows hop in.
Put the feather all together, hell-bent for leather. Put your honey in the saddle--
Or there's the dance that made me ever so famous-- tap.