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We're waiting for the clock to strike 3
When it's 3:00, we'll be free
Then it's adiós, Looniversity
Summertime is coming finally
Say goodbye to teachers and books
See you in September, you schnooks
All summer long, we'll be free
Come on, stupid clock, please strike 3
In the summer, I will get a golden tan
I will goof off every second that I can
During summer break, I'll see the sights
I will get a kitty and squeeze him tight
I shall find the skunk hunk of my dreams
Wanna hug that kitty till he screams
Summer is the time to hang With your best friends
Our one wish Is that the summer never ends
We have all been waiting patiently
Waiting for the clock to set us free
We beg for summer on bended knee
Come on, stupid clock, please strike 3
Strike one, strike two
Strike three
You're out!
Cuckoo! Cuckoo! Cuckoo!
We almost went loony From counting days till Juney
Now this afternoony Summertime is here
A three-month vacation
For kids across the nation
Whatever your location
It's the best time of the year
Visit Acme Acres For a cooldown in the sun
Beat the heat, it's a treat Lunch for everyone
We're tiny, we're toony We're all a little loony
It's Tiny Toon Adventures With some summer fun
Now the video's begun
Ah, vacation.
Three months of glorious nonconstructive downtime.
Now, if you ask real nice, Hammy, I'll consider letting you hang out with me.
-Gee, that's nice of you, Plucky, but-- -Now, what will we do first? The beach?
Camping?
Or shall we simply veg the whole 12 weeks away...
...in front of the boob tube?
- We're tiny -We're toony
We're all a little--
But, Plucky, I'm going out of town this summer.
Huh?
My folks are taking me to Happy World Land.
Happy World Land?
Not the happiest place, go on all the rides till you barf...
...fun for kids of all ages Happy World Land?
-Uh, yeah. -Gasp and drool.
That's every duckling's dream.
Ha, ha. Oh, Hamton.
Hurry up, son. Ha, ha.
We're all raring to go.
Okay, Dad. -No.
I'll send you a postcard.
So long. Have a nice summer.
Happy World Land?
Ha, ha, you can't go.
Ha, ha, you can't go.
Ha, ha, you can't go.
Mwah.
Ha!
Anyone have to use the powder room? Ha, ha.
No, dear. No, Dad.
All right, then.
Bye, Plucky.
There he goes.
My best pal, off on the dream vacation of a lifetime...
...while I sit here and rot alone.
Oops. Dropped the toilet paper.
We'll see who gets left behind.
[WADE HUMMING "POP GOES THE WEASEL"]
Pop goes the weasel
Are you buckled in all nice and tight, Hammy, hon?
Yes, Mom.
And Uncle Stinky is ready to roll too.
[WADE HUMMING "POP GOES THE WEASEL"]
Pop goes the weasel
Oh, look, honey, Old Bessie's about to hit 100,000 miles.
We have to record this for posterity.
Hooray!
Whoops. Ha, ha.
Forgot to take off the lens cap.
Aw. Ah, we'll back up and do it again.
Hooray!
I think the left front tire is a little low.
Aha.
Why, Plucky, did you want to come on our trip too?
No, no. No, ma'am.
I'll just spend my summer here, alone and forgotten.
Gee, Dad, can't we take Plucky with us?
Oh, please, please, please.
Why, sure.
You can sit next to Hamton and Uncle Stinky.
Yay! Welcome aboard, Plucky.
Hi, Hammy.
Put her there, Uncle--
Alrighty rainy roo, next stop, Happy World Land.
Yay!
Oh, the sun shines bright On Babsy Bunny's heart
It's time to apply zinc oxide
Here's the world-famous Babs Bunny starting her vacation.
She has her fabulous beach chair...
...her state-of-the-art sound system...
...and her fabulous view of the French Riviera.
Ah.
How does she do it?
It's a toon thing.
Ah.
Roasting in the sun.
What a catastrophe it would be if it all suddenly came to an end.
Buster Bunny...
...don't you dare squirt Babs with that water pistol inside the burrow.
That kind of thing is for outside play.
Aha.
Over here, Barbara Anne Bunny.
Don't call me that!
Do your ears look better dry or wet?
One more time.
Kick and breathe and kick and breathe.
You're not gonna learn anything floating at the bottom of the pool.
Gangway. Coming through. Pardon me.
Oh, great. Just what I need.
Hey, Miss Bunny-Head-Head, that's my baby kitty poolie-woolie.
I want it.
You want it?
I do, I do, I do!
It's all yours, sister.
Come back!
We've got skydiving lessons at 4!
I'll get even with Buster if it's the last thing I do.
Water! Water! Water!
Perhaps I've gone too far.
But Buster will get drenched for sure.
I wouldn't say that.
Ha, ha. And now for the coup de grâcey.
Now, where'd he get to?
I do this water thing to Babsy throughout the entire video.
Uncle?
Uncle.
Something's on my foot.
It's the creeping unknown!
It's not of this earth!
Buster, you've got to save my foot.
It's my lucky rabbit's foot.
It's Byron.
Who knew?
-So how do we stop this thing? -We don't.
So long, Acme Acres.
Hello, adventure.
Mondo distress signal. Buster and Babs are, like, in peril.
I'd rescue them if I didn't have this summerjob.
Hey, Shirley.
How's about going to the dadgum movies with me?
Like, go bowl for dollars.
Huh?
All my life, I have had but one dream.
To meet Johnny Pew, le skunk movie star of my dreams.
Hmm. Let me get a clear look at your aura.
I'm getting something.
Johnny Pew is heading toward the Acme Resort Hotel.
FIFl: I am coming to you.
Come on, Shirl. Let's take in a dadgum flick.
Not now.
Why the bummer vibes, Dizzy?
In summer, Dizzy shed.
If Dizzy spin, Dizzy be naked.
You need to get in touch with your feelings, Diz.
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