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Blossom Dearie

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 o do
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 needs fill
I'll be keeping abreast
Out in front of the rest with elites ville

'Cause I'm cool as a cuke
I'm a cat, I'm a card, I'm a kook, 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
Ooh, I'm hip, ooh, I'm hip
Skoo ba doo boo, doo boo, doo boo
Boo doo boo doo doo doo

Written by CANLER, GEORGE S/PALAMARCHUK, WALTER/SKILL, MIKE / MARINOS, JIMMY
Published by EMI Music Publishing, THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY

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