Music by Michael Cornelius

Words by Brian Brannon and Jon Haas



You're a prep and that's a fact

Originality you've always lacked

I can see right through your act



You're a preppy, a preppy

By any other name, you'd still be the same



Topsiders, alligators, Calvin Klein jeans

Argyle socks, you look real keen

That's not your life man, it's Pierre Cardin's



You're a preppy, preppy

Think you're real hot, being who you're not



Of all the preppies I've been shown

I've seen something you've always known

Underneath the alligators is fucking clone



You're a preppy, preppy

You're so fucking lame, you all look the same