Who Needs The Kwik-E-Mart?

Apu: You see, whether igloo, hut, or lean-to, or a geodesic dome
    There's no structure I have been to, which I'd rather call my home.

    [music starts]

    When I first arrived, you were all such jerks
    But now I've come to looooooove your quirks
    Maggie with her eyes so bright
    Marge with hair by Frank Lloyd Wright
    Lisa can philosophise
    Bart's adept at spinning lies
    Homer's a delightful fella
    Sorry 'bout the salmonella
    Homer: Heh heh, that's OK.

    Apu: Who needs the Kwik-E-Mart?
    Here comes the tricky part
    Oh, won't you rhyme with me?

    Who needs the Kwik-E-Mart?
    Marge: Their floors are stick-E-Mart
    Lisa: They made Dad sick-E-Mart
    Bart: Let's hurl a brick-E-Mart
    Homer: The Kwik-E-Mart is real... D'oh!

    Apu: Who needs the Kwik-E-Mart? Not me...
    Family: (Forget the Kwik-E-Mart
    Goodbye to Kwik-E-Mart
    Who needs the Kwik-E-mart?)
    Apu: Not me!