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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeNothing ‘Bout Me
Lay my head on the surgeon's tableTake my fingerprints if you are ablePick my brain, pick my pocketsSteal my eyeballs and come back for the socketsRun every kind of test from A to ZAnd you'll still know nothing 'bout meRun my name through you computerMention me in passing to your college tutorCheck my records, check my factsCheck if I paid my income taxPore over everything in my CVBut you'll still know nothing 'bout meYou'll still know nothing 'bout meYou don't need to read no books of my historyI'm a simple man, it's no big mysteryIn the cold weather, a hand needs a gloveAt times like this, a lonely man like me needs loveSearch my house with a fine-tooth combTurn over everything, 'cause I won't be homeSet up your microscope and tell me what you seeYou'll still know nothing 'bout me
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