Yes, i'm square. i'm not hip.
Out of touch, I don't care, get a grip.
I don't like today's music.
'cause Britney Spears, brings me to tears.
and I read Reader's Digest.
'cuz i'm square.

I'm so out of it.
I remember when Gunsmoke was a hit.
I still play vinyl records.
Just hear me sing, This Diamond Ring.
My car has a full-size spare
'cuz i'm square.

I go out in the night
With my brown polyester leisure suit
And wearing white socks
Smelling like Hai Karate or Brut.

I'm so dull, but so what?
Life in general is not that hot.
Yes, I work in my backyard.
Mowing the grass, sit on my ass,
Yuppies just don't understand
Why they flip. they're not square like i'm square.
I'm square!

All the new trends pass me by.
But I can say. hip hop hooray.
I am not living a lie.

I'm square, and that's true.
You, notice I, don't wear a tattoo.
Women wearing pierced navels.
They looked wacky, now they're tacky
What are new trends? I don't care!
'cuz i'm square.

I drive an old car
Runs on regular leaded gasoline
And I will always think
Today's television is obscene.

I'm a stick in the mud.
I'm so conservative, i'm a dud, dud, dud.
I get little out of life.