P.I.P. (Paddington Inside Prob) Songtext
von MoOt

I′m strolling around in old town
Followed by grateful fellas
They just can't help but admire
The grace of my Victorian style

I can hear the crowd from my room
Calling and crying for the moon
That′s right I'm fascinating
I came to this poor world gifted

Oh can't you see?
That I′m in love with me?
Don′t be afraid
My lovely friend, my comrade
I'll make them pay for the things that they said

I may feel uncomfortable (ooh)
′Cause I don't belong to your world (ooh)
I never give up ′cause I'm strong (ooh)
And I don′t give up when I'm wrong (ooh)


I can handle angry people
Who think they can beat me on my own ground
Each time they lose and I win
Who can hold a candle to me?

Oh can't you see?
That I′m in love with me
I′m glad you came (ooh)
My little friend, how to tell? (Ooh)
You're the sunshine of my quest (la-la-la-la-la)

At last you came
My beautiful friend
I guess you may know my name

I may feel uncomfortable
′Cause I don't belong to your world
Each time you lose and I win
Who can hold a candle to me?

Oh can′t you see?
That I'm in love with me

At last you came
I guess you may know my name
I′ll love you 'til the end of my days