The quarterback down at the school
Makes all the rules
'Cause he's super cool
And everybody wants to be just like him

There's a little girl in his homeroom class
Sits in the back
'Cause she thinks she's fat
And lookin' for a corner she can hide in

Well, in life there ain't too many level playin' fields
It don't seem fair
But here's the deal
Buddy, here's the deal

Chorus
You can walk on water
You can walk on the moon
You can walk through Memphis
Wearin' blue suede shoes
When the walkin' is over
At the end of the road
It ain't what you've done, son
It's who you know - yeah, it's who you know

Meet the man who owns it all
Well, that's him there on the lobby wall
Now don't it look like
He's been carved from granite

His hands are soft, his heart is hard
And he only smokes the best cigars
And you'll call him Sir
Because he's earned it, man

Got a little old lady
Cleans up after him at night
She prays someday he'll see the light
Well, I think she's got it right

(Repeat Chorus Twice)

Oh, it ain't what you've done, son
It's who you know - yeah, yeah it's who you know
Oh, oh, oh