Who, who, who do you think you are 
Who, who, looks like a superstar 

I'm not gonna rag about what I see 
You're wasting your precious time staring at me 
You try to look mysterious, but it ain't no big deal 
So why must I have to tell you that you got to be real 

Who, who, who drives a foreign car 
Who, who, who thinks that he's a star 
Who, who, who takes the game too far 
Who needs some sophistication 

You wear designer clothes 
But, that's as far as it goes 
Halston and Gucci can only take you so far 
You're not half the man that you think you are 

Who, who, who has an attitude 
Who, who, who's wearing lots of jewels 
Who, who, who's sometimes very rude 
Who needs some sophistication 

Who's that being deceiving, when you're not aware 
Every time you turn around, what, what, what, what 
What you think you see, what you think you see 
What you think you see, no, really isn't there 

Who, who, who's living in the past 
Who, who, who's moving much too fast 
Who, who, who needs to find some class 
Who needs some sophistication 

I'm not hard to please, but you're acting so unreal 
And I hope you don't mind hearing about how I feel 
Take a look in the mirror, 'cuz a mirror won't conceal 
Something ain't right, you don't quite fit the bill 

Who, who, who's got their head on wrong 
Who, who, who sing a different song 
Who, who, when all their cash is gone 
Who needs some sophistication 

Gonna have to change your name 
'Cuz you've got yourself to blame 
Gonna Have to leave this town 
'Cuz we don't want you around 

Who, who, who's gonna be afraid 
Who, who, when all the good times end 
Who, who, who needs to look ahead 
Who needs some sophistication 

Who, who, who has a lot to learn 
Who, who, as far as I'm concerned 
Who, who, who's gonna end up burned 
Who needs some sophistication 

I'll break it to you easy before you get your fill 
Something is lacking 'cuz you don't quite fit the bill 

It ain't no big deal 
I wanna be for real 
You think your game is tight 
But something just ain't right 
You're almost up to par 
Do you know just who you are 
I'll break it to you easy 
Before you get your fill 
Something is lacking 
'Cuz you don't quite fit the bill 

Who, who, who do you think you are 
Who, who, tell me, tell me you're no star 
Who, who, who do you think you are 
Who, who, tell me, tell me you're no star 
Who, who, who do you think you are 
Who, who, tell me, tell me you're no star