Stand aside Mrs. Galahad while the Lady of the Lake and her Laker girls welcome your son to my army.
A sentimenal song
That casts a magic spell
They will all hum along
And we'll all overact, overact like hell
We're knights of the round table
We dance when e'er we're able
We do routines and gory scenes
That are too hot for cable
There's a very small percentile
Who enjoys a dancing gentile
A very very funny show. A great way to spend a Saturday afternoon.
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