I’m Hip

I'm hip, I'm no square
I'm alert, I'm awake, I'm aware
I am always on the scene
Makin' the rounds, diggin' the sounds
I read Playboy magazine
'Cause I'm hip

I 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 gettin' my kicks
Watchin' arty French flicks with my shades on

I'm too much, I'm a gas
I am anything but middle class
When I hang around the band
Poppin' 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-oh-doh
Bobby Darin knows my friend
I'm so hip

I'm hip, but not weird
Like you notice I don't wear a beard
Beards were in but now they're out
They had their day, now they're passe
Just ask me if you're in doubt
'Cause I'm hip

Now whatever the fads
And whatever the ads say, it's neatsville
I'll be keeping abreast
Out in front of the rest with elitesville

'Cause 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-buh-doo-boo
One more time play "Mack the Knife"
Let 'er rip
I may flip
But I'm hip

Ooh, I'm hip
Mm, I'm hip
Skoo ba doo boo, doo boo, doo boo
Boo doo boo doo doo doo