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  • Hey there, lil’ hipster chick
    I’ve got my eye on you
    With your mismatched fashion sense
    and horn rimmed glasses, too
    Is that guy your old man,
    With the bird tattoo
    and the mutton chops and flannel shirt
    on Bedford Avenue?

    I want a hip hip hip hip hipster chick
    I want a hip hip hip hip hipster chick
    I want a hip hip hip hip hipster chick
    I want a hip hip hip hip hipster chick

    I followed you to the green market
    where you filled your silk screened bag
    with organic this and artisinal that
    and a pack of natural “fags”
    I liked your cowboy boots, baby,
    shorts and ironic tee
    I can’t help but stare and wonder,
    “Would she go for me?”

    I want you hip hip hip hip hipster chick (X 4)

    I saw you at that loft party
    reading VICE magazine
    sipping a vanilla soy latte
    and taking in the scene
    Broken Bells on the iDock station
    followed by something with Karen O
    I wanted to just grab you, baby,
    So I just gotta know...

    Will you be my hip hip hip hip hipster chick (X 4)

    Mutton chops caught me staring
    Through his Buddy Holly specs
    pushed back his disheveled hair
    and flexed his yoga pecs
    I guess he is your one true love
    I guess he rocks your world
    It’s a match made in hipster heaven
    my lil’ hipster girl.

    You’re his hip hip hip hip hipster chick (X 4)

    I could grow a big ass moustache
    straight for the 30’s
    And shop at Beacon’s Closet
    for some cool vintage tees
    But I realize you won’t be mine now
    Your his and I’m alone
    At least I can reread your Brooklyn blog, baby,
    when I get back home.
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