A receding hare line.
Because it messes with their hops
You poke 'em on.
Hop in.
To the Batmobile!
With lots of hops!
A receding hare line!
Hop in
Because it's made of hops.
A receding hare-line.
Because someone had trodden on his corn!
A receding hairline.
They both have hops.
Hop on Pop.
A hare dare.
Because he always kept one foot in his pocket for good luck!
He was hopped up on Easter eggs.
Hop suey!
Hop on.
Hop rods.
It's made with more hops!
Hop in!
Cause beer is made with hops.
One with a lot of hops.
Get in the batmobile
ROBIN, GET IN THE BATMOBILE!
You grabbit.
This isn't just a campaign, this is a political
Vladimir Lenin dab
None, they go commando.
Swish cheese.
Because they use extra hops
IPA
They wanted a better celery!
A receding hare-line!
Well, the mess is the same but the annoying jabbering stops.
Out, damned spot! Out, I say!"*