His name is Arthur, he loves the knight life
He is a wild, Middle-Aged male, chugging from the Holy Grail
Hangs out at knight school, with jousting buddies
And while they love to drink and feast, first they have to kill a Beast
They slay the red dragon, fill up the gold flagon
Now tonight they're gonna party
Like six-ninety-nine

At the Hooters...Of The Round Table
The hottest spot north of the stables
At the Hooters...Of The Round Table
Free mead from heaven between four and seven
At the Hooters....they all got drunk

Her name's Guinevere, she worked at Hooters
She asked where they would like to sit, at a round table they fit
And when she finished, taking their order
King Arthur finished off his mug, said "Guinee I sure like your jugs
My 'sword' you will not mock...I pulled it from a rock"
She was down, and they started dating
So he came-a-lot

To the Hooters...Of The Round Table
They carry the joust match on cable
At the Hooters...Of The Round Table
Thought they were hardy but after the party
At the Hooters...they lost their lunch

His name's still Arthur, got bored of Guinee
Even with Camelot at stake, he boinked the Lady Of The Lake
When Guinee found out, she had her own fling
She found a guy who hit the spot, and now she sees Lance a lot
Then she hooked up with Brad, who her friend Gala had
Lost her king and half of the the kingdom
And she lost her job

At the Hooters...Of The Round Table
Best spot since days of Cain and Abel
At the Hooters...Of The Round Table
Even the good king says he goes for the wings
To the Hooters....don't stare too long