SID'S MOM/SID'S DAD: Oy! What a knight!
SID'S DAD: Gather 'round, you peasants!
SID'S MOM: Look who's graced us with his presence!
TOWNSMAN: What a hero!
TOWNSWOMAN: What a mensch!
TOWNSFOLK: Oy! What a knight!
SID'S DAD: Plus, the kid's on fire,
With a big farkakte squire—
SID'S MOM: And a little shiksa wench.
GIRLS: Oy! What a knight!
God, is he to die for!
Any girl would give an eye for such a hunk of kosher meat!
Oy! What a knight!
GIRL 1: Handsome—
GIRL 2: And a charmer—
GIRL 3: Is it true that 'neath that armor—
ISABELLA: Shhh! He likes to be discreet.
RABBI: Speaking as his rabbi,
Why am I not surprised?
Our Sidney is the knight
Who put the sir in circumcised.
EVERYBODY: Oy! What a knight!
SID'S DAD: So, how's the business going?
SID: You know... Jousting, tally-hoing.
Saving damsels in distress.
EVERYBODY: Oy! What a knight!
SID: Oh! Did I mention slaying?
I did lots of it.
Just saying.
SID'S DAD: That's our Sidney, the success!
EVERYBODY: Hey!
ISABELLA: What a gorgeous family!
Your Sid can do no wrong!
Who knew he came from such a lovely home?
Of course I'll be converting,
so I'm sure we'll get along
SID'S MOM: Honey, please—
you had me at shalom.
TOWNSPEOPLE: Oy! What a squire!
TOWNSMAN: So tell us 'bout Sir Sidney.
GALAVANT: No.
ISABELLA: He saved your life once, didn't he?
GALAVANT: No.
ISABELLA: So, twice?
GALAVANT: No.
ISABELLA: Thrice?
GALAVANT: No.
ISABELLA: Do share!
GALAVANT: Ow!
TOWNSFOLK: Oy, what a knight!
Oy, what a knight!
Diddle deedle didle!
BOYS: He's our hero!
GIRLS: He's my idol!
ALL: He's adored by one and all!
SID: You guys.!
SID'S DAD: And so, tonight,
to honor our crusader—
SID'S MOM: You are all invited later—
SID'S MOM/SID'S DAD: To a fancy-schmancy ball!
TOWNSFOLK: Oy, oy, oy, oy,
Oy yoy yoy yoy yoy
Oy, what a knight!
Oy, what a knight!