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    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
    Watching arty French flicks
    With my shades on

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    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
    vodie-o-do
    Bobby Darrin 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 they're 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 is neatsville
    I'll be keeping abreast
    Out in front of the rest with elitesville
    '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
    *scoobie-du-bu*
    One more time play Mack the Knife
    Let 'er rip
    I may flip
    but I'm hip

    I'm hip
    I'm hip

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