The quarterback down at the school
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Makes all the rules
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'Cause he's super cool
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And everybody wants to be
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just like him
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There's a little girl in his
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homeroom class
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Sits in the back
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'Cause she thinks she's fat
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And lookin' for a corner she
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can hide in
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Well, in life there ain't too many
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level playin' fields
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It don't seem fair
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But here's the deal
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Buddy, here's the deal
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[Chorus]
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You can walk on water
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You can walk on the moon
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You can walk through Memphis
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Wearin' blue suede shoes
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When the walkin' is over
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At the end of the road
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It ain't what you've done, son
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It's who you know - yeah, it's
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who you know
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Meet the man who owns it all
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Well, that's him there on the lobby wall
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Now don't it look like
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He's been carved from granite
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His hands are soft, his heart is hard
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And he only smokes the best cigars
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And you'll call him Sir
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Because he's earned it, man
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Got a little old lady
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Cleans up after him at night
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She prays someday he'll see the light
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Well, I think she's got it right
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[Repeat Chorus Twice]
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Oh, it ain't what you've done, son
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It's who you know - yeah, yeah it's who you know
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Oh, oh, oh
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It's Who You Know
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| Phil Stacey |
