Renaissance Fair

I saw you there At the renaissance fair All alone Churning milk into butter I got down on my knees And I said the Lord’s prayer That you would be mine In an hour It’s just a shame That I do proclaim I’m not a knight In shining armor But I will gain fame If I win a court game In a joust with Sir William Whitefall At the renaissance fair We all dress up there And pretend that we’re somebody else But you don’t pretend You’re the living end And I want you to be my lady friend I’ve been knocked off my stead How could this happen to me I had everything planned perfectly My tights are ripped And I’m covered with mud I think I bruised a couple of ribs This is the last time I go the renaissance fair I don’t think I’ll get the deposit back on my costume