I'm Late

I'm late, I'm late,

for a ver y important date.

No time to say hello, goodbye,

I'm late, I'm late, I'm late,

I'm late, and when I wave,

I lose the time I save.

My fuzzy ears and whiskers took me too much time to shave.

I run and then I hop,

hop, hop;

I wish that I could fly.

There's danger if I dare to stop and here's the reason why (you see) I'm overdue;

I'm in a rabbit stew.

Can't even say goodbye, hello, I'm late,

I'm late, I'm late.