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You
came walking by where I was sitting pretty,
Said,
"Hey ,babe, do you want to dance with me?"
And
I noticed that you acted kind of funky,
As
if somehow you were trying to be
Supercool,
no one's fool, just a rolling stone
Acting
out your party piece
In
Valentino tones.
Smocking
untipped cigarettes
And
calling me a dool,
Sometimes
I really wonder
If
you're happening at all
Oh,
supercool, I gotta lose you
And
your hip asides,
All
this fair out, right on, baby,
Teenage
talking jive.
Supercool,
go back to school,
Let's
keep the whole thing clean,
As
you would say in your sweet way,
You're
really not my scene.
You
cocked your brand-new felt hat to one side
Like
Bogart used to do on the screen,
You've
got to realize that I'm a big girl,
Older
enough to know you're early in your teens
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