I'm Hip Songtext / Lyric

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 People Magazine

'Cause I'm hip



Like, 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"

'Cause I'm hip






Every Satuday night

With my suit buttoned tight and my swedes on

I'm gettin' my kicks

Diggin' arty French flickes 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 on top of every trend

Look at me go

Vo-dee-o-do

Sammy Davis knew my friend (sobbing)



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 their 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

'Cause I'm cool as a cuke

I'm a cat, I'm a card, I'm a kook, kook, kook

I get so much out of life

Really, i do

Skoo ba dee boo

One more time play "Mack the Knife"

Let 'er rip

I may flip

But I'm hip