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Erste Allgemeine Verunsicherung - Märchenprinz (English Translation) Lyrics[Verse 1: Klaus Eberhartinger]
It's Saturday night and things are bad
I’m looking for the female sex
On the weekend you have your troubles in the big city
Too many hunters are the death of the hare
I only have one chance left
Into the car and off to provence
I'm glowing on the highway in my luxury car
A quick hit on the gas and I'm there-there
I enter the dance hall full of energy
Wrapped in a cloud of Pitralon
Because it’s cool with the girls
When you smell like a hedgehog

[Chorus: Klaus Eberhartinger]
I am the fairytale prince, fa-fa-fa-fairytale prince
Ma-Ma-Ma-Ma-Ma I am the fairytale prince
I am the fairytale prince, fa-fa-fa-fairytale prince
In the province, I am the fairytale prince
Ma-Ma-Ma-Ma-Ma, o-u-a
I'm the number one at the bird dance

[Verse 2: Klaus Eberhartinger]
There in the disco the peasant folk rule
And the countryman swings his tight calf
But the girls from the heath are a feast for the eyes
And I ask a princess "How about the two of us?"
That costs me five tequila
I pay and Ludmilla is gone
Then I go to Trixi and say "Let's have a quick Wixi"
But unfortunately Norbert is busy with Trixi at the moment
And also with Babsi, Zenzi and Greta
I have no meters, and it's getting later and later
There's only Dorli left
I'll go to her and breathe gently in her ear:

[Chorus: Klaus Eberhartinger]
I am the fairytale prince, fa-fa-fa-fairytale prince
Ma-Ma-Ma-Ma-Ma I am the fairytale prince
I am the fairytale prince, fa-fa-fa-fairytale prince
In the province, I am the fairytale prince
Ma-Ma-Ma-Ma-Ma, o-u-a
I'm the number one at the bird dance

[Verse 3: Klaus Eberhartinger & Thomas Spitzer]
Then the farm girl says: "Hey, don't you see that I’m dancing
And you’ll never stand a chance against my Joschi"
Then I say to Joschi "Boy of the province
In this disco bunker, I'm the fairytale prince"
But then Joschi hits me
On my big-city face
I leave the disco, because Joschi is a murderer
He’s such a crude bastard, he should be locked up
I start the car and I hear the order:
Give me the papers and blow, but quickly
Where would we be
Mr. Inspector, who do you think I am?

[Chorus: Klaus Eberhartinger & Thomas Spitzer]
I am the fairytale prince, fa-fa-fa-fairytale prince
Ma-Ma-Ma-Ma-Ma I am the fairytale prince
I am the fairytale prince, fa-fa-fa-fairytale prince
In the province, I am the fairytale prince
The sheriff says: I'm sorry, your promillence, this will cost you fifteen blue ones
I am the fairytale prince, fa-fa-fa-fairytale prince
Ma-Ma-Ma-Ma-Ma I am the fairytale prince
I am the fairytale prince, fa-fa-fa-fairytale prince
In the province, I am the fairytale prince
Ma-Ma-Ma-Ma-Ma, o-u-a
I'm the number one at the bird dance