Lyrics I Know Who I Am - Tommy James

I Know Who I Am

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.»
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.
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.
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 death.
Yes, I know who I am.
Yes, I know who I am.
Yes, I know who I am.
Yes, I know who I am.
Yes, I know who I am.