Chasings resume
once again I assume
I'm picking him apart again
warning him of his doom
He safe right in his hole
(Unless he twies to twick me again)

I want to win this time
His brain's like a ball and screw
Cause inside I realize
He makes me act the fool

I don't know why I hunt him still
Or why I always lisp
I don't know why I never chill
and take a break from this
I don't know why he's screwy that way
But I figure it's not right
So I'm shooting the Waaabbbittt
Tonight


Clutching my Gun
I tightly shoot for fun
I get blasted more
Then he ever did before
I had nothing else to gain
I'll post it on the trees
Cause Wabbit Seasons near
I keep on trying again
And this is how it ends.

I don't know what I'm hunting for
Wabbits are not to eat
But now it's very clear to me
That the wabbit likes to cheat
I may have a funny lisp
But be vewy vewy quiet
cuz I'm shooting the wabbit
lets fric a see the wabbit
tonight