It's Who You Know
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 home room class
Sits in the back 'cause she thinks she's fat
Looking for a corner she can hide in
In life there ain't too many level playing fields
And it don't seem fair but here's the deal
Brother, here's the deal
You can walk on water, you can walk on the moon
You can walk through Memphis wearing blue suede shoes
When the walking is over at the end of the road
It ain't what you done, son, it's who you know
Yeah, it's who you know
Meet the man who owns it all
That's him there on the lobby wall
Don't he 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 call him 'Sir' 'cause he's earned it, dammit
There's a little old lady cleaning, her back to him, at night
And she prays someday that he'll see the light
Man, I think she's gotten right
You can walk on water, you can walk on the moon
You can walk through Memphis wearing blue suede shoes
When the walking is over at the end of the road
It ain't what you done, son, it's who you know
Yeah, it's who you know
At the end of the road, it's who you know
You can walk on water, you can walk on the moon
You can walk through Memphis wearing blue suede shoes
When the walking is over at the end of the road
It ain't what you done, son, it's who you know
It ain't what you done, son, it's who you know
Makes all the rules 'cause he's super cool
And everybody wants to be just like him
There's a little girl in his home room class
Sits in the back 'cause she thinks she's fat
Looking for a corner she can hide in
In life there ain't too many level playing fields
And it don't seem fair but here's the deal
Brother, here's the deal
You can walk on water, you can walk on the moon
You can walk through Memphis wearing blue suede shoes
When the walking is over at the end of the road
It ain't what you done, son, it's who you know
Yeah, it's who you know
Meet the man who owns it all
That's him there on the lobby wall
Don't he 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 call him 'Sir' 'cause he's earned it, dammit
There's a little old lady cleaning, her back to him, at night
And she prays someday that he'll see the light
Man, I think she's gotten right
You can walk on water, you can walk on the moon
You can walk through Memphis wearing blue suede shoes
When the walking is over at the end of the road
It ain't what you done, son, it's who you know
Yeah, it's who you know
At the end of the road, it's who you know
You can walk on water, you can walk on the moon
You can walk through Memphis wearing blue suede shoes
When the walking is over at the end of the road
It ain't what you done, son, it's who you know
It ain't what you done, son, it's who you know
Credits
Writer(s): Wendell Lee Mobley, Kenny Beard, Melvern Rivers Rutherford Ii
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