Из альбома: Blossom Time at Ronnie Scott's Club London
 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
 
 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 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 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