Lyrics:

They really hung it on old Adam Powell
It beats me why they had to throw him out
We wonder why they raised up such a howl
What the whole to-do was all about

He's a man who like to keep broads on the side (So what?)
In a libel suit they proved that Adam lied (So what?)
And his padded payroll cannot be denied (So what?)
You're either a congressman, or you're not!

Sure he kept his wife away and out of touch (So what?)
And he played low and dirty in the clutch (So what?)
And he never showed in Washington too much (So what?)
You're either a congressman, or you're not!

He was just a fellow looking for the kind of life
The average congressman enjoys
The worst thing you can say about old Adam C
Is that he wanted to be one of the boys

He's a man the state police would like to snare (So what?)
And he flew his pals and buddies everywhere (So what?)
And he let old Uncle Sammy pay the fare (So what?)
You're either a congressman, or you're not!

With the ladies he's as handy can be (So what?)
And he digs that island magic frequently (So what?)
If he took a turn at cutting an LP (So what?)
You're either a congressman, or you're not!

When we think of how they punished him and threw him out
We say without a doubt, 'It just ain't right'
We think what we've been seeing in them hallowed halls
Is a pot that calls the kettle white

He's a man who often times is loud and brash (So what?)
He would rather eat a steak than corned beef hash (So what?)
And while others kept the faith, he kept the cash
He was just a pea that tried to be like others in the pod
He could rig it up like Rivers, and skim it off like Dodd
It just ain't fair that Adam's on the spot
You're either a Congressman, or you're not!