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!