Chris is hip He's full of sh** He's much too hip to take a trip Pink and white, he'll spend all night Explaining why he's so uptight Jenny's cute In those leather boots That's why she only grooves on fruits And Johnny's glum, he's got no one
He's no fun, no fun Kenny's tough He's had enough Of watching all that kiddie stuff But where to go and how to start To just fall apart, fall apart In college town, we all go down There's money where it's green and brown