It has nothing to do with It

It has nothing to do with It, they say
What do they know about It anyway?
If It was tonight if It was today
Wouldn't It be connected someway?

I guess I just don't get It
Maybe because I haven't met It
Perhaps it is a myth to say nothing to It
There has got to be something to It

Is It he, she, or It that we belong to
Or does he, she, or It belong to you
You know, that It has nothing to do
Then he or she must have nothing too

It has not a thing to do with It, I hear
But what if I said to you It was my ear
Then would It be something for us to fear
It must have something to do with It, my dear