(You know, to the tune of the Tiffany song?)

Dorma behave!
That’s what they say when Lions together.
And watch how you form.
They don’t understand,
And so we’re…

Forming just as fast as we can,
Making arms and legs and hands,
Trying to get away into the night,
And then you form the head, Keith,
And we form a blazing sword,
And then you say…

I think we’re alone Voltron now!
There doesn’t seem to be beasts around.
I think we’re alone Voltron now!
The roaring of lions is the only sound.