(原詩)

I'm in the clique,
I'm in the clique
I'm really slick,
I know every trick
And I can get a chick,
'Cause I'm in the clique

Get your greasy hands off the guitar
Get your slimy seat off the drums
Go and take a chair in the corner
And wait until your time comes
Maybe you're a wheel in your hometown
Maybe you're the best on the block
But by the time you make it in New York
Your axe will be in hock

I'm in the clique,
I'm in the clique
I'm really slick,
I know every trick
And I can get a chick,
'Cause I'm in the clique

Gettin' in the door will cost a fin
Minimum is another three
It takes a year of heavy spending
Before they let you in free
You may dress like everybody
But there the similarity ends
You need more than a uniform to be
In our little circle of friends

I'm in the clique,
I'm in the clique
I'm really slick,
I know every trick
And I can get a chick,
'Cause I'm in the clique

(interlude)

I'm in the clique,
I'm in the clique
I'm really slick,
I know every trick
And I can get a chick,
'Cause I'm in the clique

Maybe I could give you advice
But what can I say to you?
Some people get it together
And some people never do
Just try and get your foot in the door
And maybe, with luck, you may
Also be in a position to look
Down your nose on somebody someday

I'm in the clique,
I'm in the clique
I'm really slick,
I know every trick
And I can get a chick,
'Cause I'm in the clique

I'm in the clique,
I'm in the clique
I'm really slick,
I know every trick
And I can get a chick,
'Cause I'm in the clique