Camelot: The Lusty Month of May

It’s May, it’s May
The lusty month of May
That lovely month when everyone goes
Blissfully astray
It’s here, it’s here
That shocking time of year
When tons of wicked little thoughts
Merrily appear
It’s May, oh, it’s May
That gorgeous holiday
When every maiden itches for fun
Wholesome or 'un'
It’s mad, oh, it’s gay
Depraved in every way
Those dreary vows that everyone takes
Everyone breaks
Everyone makes divine mistakes
The lusty month of May
It’s May, oh, it’s May
Lusty month of May
That darling month when everyone throws
Self-control away
It’s time to do
A wretched thing or two
And try to make each precious day
One you’ll always rue
It’s May, it’s May
The month of 'Yes, you may'
The time for every frivolous whim
Proper or 'im'
It’s wild, it’s gay
Alive, a lustrous flay
The birds and bees with all of their vast
Amorous past
Gaze at the human race aghast
The lusty month of May