Tommy James And The Shondells - I Know Who I Am lyrics

Ah, here's to the man who's got no name, Just a face in the crowd, looking just the same to me. Everywhere I go, I know who I am. Now, here's to the man who smiles at me, As he shakes my hand so vigorously. He can't figure me out if I'm "A," or "B," or "C." "D," none of these; "E," all of the above are correct. Do not mark on the test booklet! Ah, here's to the man in the polka-dot necktie, Don't quite understand, ah, but what the heck, I Don't give a damn 'cause I know who I am. My little water chickadee, yes. Universal facts apply or philosophy, now And if you need a heart transplant, I'm definitely the man to see. Ah, here's to the girl who loved them all And I found her number on the bathroom wall And it said I could call anytime after 6 P.M. Man, was she ugly! Ah, here's to the guy who's got chapped lips From eating too many potato chips And I cracked up when he smiled at me and almost bled to d**h. Yes, I know who I am. Yes, I know who I am. Now, before we bring out the crippled monkeys here on our show. Yes, I know who I am. You better not go for your gun, kid, or I'll shoot you where you sit. Yes, I know who I am. Yes, I know who I am.