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Oh, yeah Well, for a long time now I've been aware That I'm so hip the rest of the world is square Now, I'll tell all you people and just take my tip It doesn't pay to be too hip
Now, yesterday I found myself sort of in the red With no immediate way to meet my overhead Well, I went up to my buddy And I asked him for some bread Here's what he said He said, 'Sure, you want white bread, or rye bread, or pumpernickle Or whole wheat, cracked wheat, bagels, challah or bialy'? Well, I said, 'Later' He said, '2:30, 3:30, 4:30, 5:30?' Heh I said, 'No, like later, baby' 'Oh, you mean next week'? Well, I said, 'Let's forget it'
Well, I went on uptown to see a man Heard he had a little stuff on hand I said, 'Tell me, baby, can you spare some pot'? He said, 'You're welcome, man to anything that I got I got steel pots, aluminum pots, castiron, brass and pewter' I said, 'No, no, cool it' 'You mean put it in the refrigerator'? 'No, no, I mean like, you know, cool it' 'You mean turn on the air conditioning'? 'Well, that wasn't exactly what I had in mind either'
Well, I was getting real uptight and sort of brought down There was nobody hip in your whole damn town And then I met this chick, and she was long and tall And I asked her, you know, if she'd care to have a ball 'She says football, or baseball, or volleyball, or handball Or pinball, or soccer'? I said, 'You putting me on'? She says, 'The train, on the bus, or the plane, or the subway'? I said, 'No, I just wanna make it' 'Make what'? 'Well, a scene, I wanna make a scene' 'Shakespeare, Clifford Odets, Arthur Miller, Pirandello'? Uh, well, what do you do, but say, 'Forget it'
And then she said, 'Well, you know what I'd like to do'? 'Uh, no, what'? 'Well, I'd like to make love to you' 'Well, go, baby, go'! And I leaned back, and I closed my eyes And she left
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