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.