This is the one with the priceless bit where Bugs sings his heart out to a large carrot which he's roasting on a makeshift spit:
Oh carrots are divine, You get a dozen for a dime, It's magic...
They fry, a song begins, They roast and I hear violins, It's magic...
Why do I kid myself, Of the love that I have are all really few, When in my heart I know, the magic's my love for you!
Oh carrots are divine, You get a dozen for a dime, It's magic...
They fry, a song begins, They roast and I hear violins, It's magic...
Why do I kid myself, Of the love that I have are all really few, When in my heart I know, the magic's my love for you!