I'm Hip

作詞Bob Dorough, David Frishberg
作曲Bob Dorough, David Frishberg
I'm hip, I'm no square
I'm alert, I'm awake, I'm aware
I'm on top of every scene
Makin' the rounds, diggin' the sounds
I read Penthouse Magazine
'Cuz I'm hip

I'm dig, I'm in step
When it was hip to be hep, I was hep
I don't blow but I'm a fan
Look at me swing, Ring a ding, ding
I even call my girlfriend "man"
I'm so hip

Every Saturday night
with my suit buttoned tight and my suedes on
I'm getting' my kicks
diggin' arty Frence flicks with my shades on

'Cause I'm too much, I'm a gas
I am anything but middle class
When I hang around the band
Pumpin' my thumbs, diggin' the drums
Squares don't seem to understand
Why I flip, they're not hip, like I'm hip

I'm hip, I'm alive
I enjoy any joint where there's jive
I'm on top of every trend
Look at me go, Vo-dee-o-do
Sammy Davis knows my friend, I'm so hip

I'm hip, but no weird
Like, you notice, I don't wear a beard
Beards were in but now they're out
They had they're day, Now they're passe
Just ask me if you're in doubt
'Cause I'm hip

Now I'm deep into Zen
meditation and macrobiotics,
and as soon as I can
I intend to get into narcotics

'Cuz I'm cool as a cuke
I'm a cat, I'm a card, I'm a kook
I get so much out of life
Really, I do, Skoo ba doo boo
One more time play "Mack the knife"
Let'er rip, I may flip, but I'm hip


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