Timothy Omundson - She'll Be Mine lyrics

Oh Gareth, I try so hard to please her I invade a kingdom for a j**el, I respect her vow of chastity And yet every day I have to hear it over and over again Galavant Galavant Blah blah blah blah Galavant! I want her need her crave her yes it's true But she is not the only thing I desperately want to do I want to shoot him with a crossbow I want to stab him in the eye I want to liberate his head from his neck And then punt the bloody wreck sky high I want to hurl him out a window And shove explosives where the sun don't shine Want to skewer him with swords Then slowly twist em all around his reproductive system Won't that be divine? Then she'll be mine (And then you'll do it every evening) Sweet God, at last! (In every room on ev'ry floor) Till I can't do it anymore! And with no Galavant distracting your bride We could start a genocidal war! I'll get back to all my hobbies Like raising taxes and tormenting the poor (Curse those poor) No more "Galavant is just complete perfection!" Gal would never lose his Temper! Won't that be divine? And she'll be mine... Juse mine all mine... Mine all mine all mine