Root - I Hang Out With The Guys In Jet ('s Uncle) lyrics

Do you know who I am? Do you know who I am? Do you know who I am? Do you know who I am? I move in the right places, the parties and the bars Hang with the famous faces, rubbing shoulders with the stars Like Cathy from Chatswood, she works in HR And Wayne from Wangaratta, he knows lots about cars I ain't some kinda groupie, I ain't just some no-one Not anyone can be someone and it takes one to know one Lately I've been seeing someone of High School teaching fame I'd tell you who it is, but that would be dropping names Don't you know who I am? Come on, come on, come on Have you got it, yet? Don't you know who I am? I hang out with the guy's in Jet('s uncle.) Do you know who I am? Do you know who I am? Do you know who I am? Do you know who I am? I'm going to a party, it's strictly for the A-List The showbiz glitterati, like Frank the local chemist The gossip columns tell you, accountants will be coming They'll be locked in the bathroom with the guy from Jim's Plumbing It could get kinda swingin' We might be swapping car keys With cleaning women And carpenters and sparkys Chicks from the supermarket And stationary nazis We'll skip down that red carpet And dodge the paparazzi Don't you know who I am? Come on, come on, come on Have you got it, yet? Don't you know who I am? I hang out with the guy's in Jet('s uncle.) I pity all the straights in their Tim Rogers uniform Locked into the inner city, needing to conform I want to set them free from their self inflicted bondage Why don't you take a real risk, get a day job and a mortgage? My names on the... My names on the... My names on the... My names on the... Dont you know who I am? Come on, come on, come on Have you got it yet? Dont you know who I am? Come on, come on, come on ...the list!