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The quarterback down at the school makes all the rules |
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'Cause he's super cool |
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And everybody wants to be just like him |
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There's a little girl in his homeroom class |
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Sits in the back 'cause she thinks she's tat |
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Lookiin' for a corner she can hide in |
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In life there ain't too many level playin' fields |
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And it don't seem fair but here's the deal |
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Brother here's the deal |
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You can walk on water, you can walk on the moon |
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You can walk through Memphis wearin' blue suede shoes |
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When the walkin' is over, at the end of the road |
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It ain't what you done son, it's who you know |
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Yeah it's who you know |
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Meet the man who owns it all |
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That's him there on the lobby wall |
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Don't he look like 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 call him sir.'cause he's earned it, damn it |
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There's a little old lady cleanin' up after him at night |
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And she prays someday that he'll see the light |
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Man I think she's got it right |
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You can walk on water, you can walk on the moon |
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You can walk through Memphis wearin' blue suede shoes |
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When the walkin' is over, at the end of the road |
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It ain't what you done son, it's who you know |
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Yeah it's who you know |
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At the end of the road |
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It's who you know |
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You can walk on water, you can walk on the moon |
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You can walk through Memphis wearin' blue suede shoes |
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When the walkin' is over, at the end of the road |
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It ain't what you done son, it's who you know |
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Yeah It ain't who you are son, it's who you know. |
