Im hip - Glamour for better

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,ringa ding ding.
I even call my girlfriend Man,
´Cause I´m hip.

Every saturday night
With my suit buttoned tight
And my suedes on,
I´m gettin´my kicks
Diggin´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
Popin´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 de o do.
Marvin Hamlisch knows my friend,
´Cause 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 I´m deep into Zen,
Meditation and macrobiotics.
And,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.
I get so much out of life,
Really I do,skooba deeboo.
One more time play Mack the knife.
Let´her rip,
I may flip,but I´m hip.