Bette Midler - I'M Hip lyrics

"Oh man, do you believe that chick? She has got no idea what`s happening, no idea. I am the one who`s plugged in around here. That`s why they call me The High Priestess of Cool! Ha ha!

See, 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.

`Cuz 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,"

`cuz 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,

poppin` my thumbs, diggin` the drums,

sqaures 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.

I`m hip, but not weird.

Like, you notice, I don`t wear a beard.

Beards were in but now they`re not.

They had they`re day. Now they`re passé.

Just ask me if you`re in doubt,

`cuz I`m hip.

Now I`m deep into Zen

meditation and macrobiotics,

and as soon as I can

I intend to get into narcotics.

`Cuz 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.