Buster: ♪♪ There are things that make me blue, like an old, forgotten shoe, or a candy bar that I have never tried. History tests are crummy, soggy toast ain't yummy, and the weatherman on the radio, he just lied. Or you're playing with your poodle, and he bites you on your noodle, you hit your head on the bed. That's gotta smart. But nothing feels so bad, can make you so darn sad, as when a baby-sitter sits upon your heart! Upon your heart! Oh, yeah! Upon your heart. ♪♪ Arthur: Stop! Cut! No more! You were going to tell them? Buster: Well, yeah, it makes a good song. Sally: Hi, Arthur.