Lyrics Mr. Hipster - Steve Oliver

Look for the skin tight Levi's
New boots and old motor bike
SPCA on speed dial
And don't you forget the vintage couch
Small bucks but big dreams
Sugar please, room for cream
Despite my own discretion
Baby this is my confession:

I like the way he looks at me
His cigarette and off-white teeth
He only wants to be happy
But he won't do that, it's too mainstream
Sinatra and Abbey Road
Expensive glass, cheap merlot
I'll follow him where he goes
Don't ask me why cause I'll never know.

Help! I'm under some kind of spell
Don't you make me say it.
I won't say it. Fine, I'll say it.
Baby I'm in love with a--
Ooo! Honey no, it can't be true
It's impossible that everything is opposite.

I'm in love with a hip hip hipster
Hip hip hipster, mister
Hip hip hipster, hip hip hip Check out the latest tattoo
Rich with Buddhist virtues
Don't mind the 80s rabbit
It was the closest to a corvette
Ron Paul and Monet
Ray Bans, Red beret
He calls it self expression
Oh, I just can't forget him

I like the way he reads Tolstoy
He's gluten free and no soy
Open to all opinions
Unless it's regarding politics
Cubism and yoga
Kubrick and Coppola
Still I don't understand
He's got me in the palm of his hand

Help! I'm under some kind of spell
Don't you make me say it.
I won't say it. Fine, I'll say it.
Baby I'm in love with a--
Ooo! Honey no, it can't be true
It's impossible that everything is opposite.

I'm in love with a hip hip hipster
Hip hip hipster, mister
Hip hip hipster, hip hip hip Baby, tell me is it true?
Wonder if I'm one of you.
Caviar and Cordon Bleu
I think I am--oh I am--
Baby tell me is this it?
Don't think I'm prepared for this
NPR and old cassettes
Did I just buy a Prius?

Hip hip hipster, hip hip hipster mister
Hip hip hipster, hip hip hip

I'm in love with a hip hip hipster
Hip hip hipster, mister
Hip hip hipster, hip hip hip