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