" Nothin' bout ME"

Lay my head on the surgeon's table
Take my fingerprints if you are able
Pick my brains, pick my pockets
Steal my eyeballs and come back for the sockets. Run every kind of test from a to z. And you'll still know nothin' 'bout me

Run my name through your computer
Mention me in passing to your college tutor Check my records, check my facts. Check if I paid my income tax
Pore over everything in my c.v.
But you'll still know nothin' 'bout me

You don't need to read no books on my history. I'm a simple man, it's no big mystery. In the cold weather, a hand needs a glove. At times like this, a lonely man like me needs love.

Search my house with a fine tooth comb. Turn over everything 'cause I won't be home. Set up your microscope, and tell me what you see. You'll still know nothin' 'bout me...
zip a-bout me.