My Spatzle Comfort Apfel Teddybaren came from a humble background in Schallstadt then was transferred to Ringhotel Zum Roten Baeren, Freiburg in Breisgau, Germany. I will have continue updates on his progress as a U.S. resident alien. He’s a German teddy bear in New York…
I don’t drink kaffee, I take tee Mama.
I like my rolls mit honig,
and you can hear it in my accent when I talk.
I’m a teddybaeren in New York.
You see me carried down Fifth Avenue,
my Mama here at my side;
She takes me shopping ev’rywhere.
I’m a teddybaeren in New York.
Whoa
I’m an alien,
I’m a resident alien;
I’m an teddybaeren in New York.
Whoa
I’m an alien,
I’m a resident alien;
I’m an teddybaeren in New York.
If “manners maketh baerens,” as Sabine und Stephanie Brack had said,
he’s the hero of the day.
It takes a teddybaeren to suffer ignorance and smile.
Be yourself, no matter what they say.
I’m an alien,
I’m a resident alien;
I’m a teddybaeren in New York.
Whoa
I’m an alien,
I’m a resident alien;
I’m a teddybaeren in New York.
Modesty, propriety can lead to notoriety,
but you could end up as the only one.
Gentleness, sobriety are rare in this society;
at night a candle’s brighter than the sun.
Takes more than mohair to make a teddybaeren;
takes more than a cute furry face for some love.
Confront your challenges, conquer them when you can;
a teddybaeren will sit or stand, but never run.
Whoa
I’m an alien,
I’m a resident alien;
I’m a teddybaeren in New York.
*Original song “Englishman in New York” by Sting.
*Photocredits: http://www.frsw.de/littenweiler/kunstmarkt-altstadt.htm
*Photocredits: PGD of Flickr
*Photocredits: Angela & Andrew G.
