| Wisten wittle
wabbit, I'm a hunter |
| And I'm coming with my gun |
| This may seem a bad thing |
| But for hunters wabbit season's weally
fun |
| Make yourself avawabwool |
| Come up out of your wittle wabbit hole |
| So I can shoot you wiff my bullets, as a
hunter that weally is my goal |
|
| But Fudd, unless you want a
fine |
| You should read it on the
sign |
| You see it's duck season this
time |
| Mister Fudd, hunter |
| Elmer Fudd, hunter |
|
| Twemble for
youwself, my duck |
| Fow now it's you I'm coming fowr |
| Twemble wittle wascal duck |
| Hunting ducks is what duck season's fowr |
| I'll wace to chase you through the
gwades |
| Yowr finger can not keep my gun in check |
And though it bwows up in my face, I'm
going to wing youw feather neck
|
|
| But Fudd, unless you want a
fine |
| You should read it on the
sign |
| You see it's wabbit season
time |
| Elmer Fudd, hunter |
|
| But Fudd, unless you want a
fine |
| You should read it on the
sign |
| You see it's duck season this
time |
| Mister Fudd, hunter |
| Elmer Fudd, hunter |
|
| But Fudd, unless you want a
fine |
| You should read it on the
sign |
| You see it's wabbit season
time |
| Elmer Fudd, hunter |
|
| But Fudd, unless you want a
fine |
| You should read it on the
sign |
| You see it's duck season this
time |
| Mister Fudd, hunter |
| Elmer Fudd, hunter |
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