I've known a few guys who thought they were pretty smart But you've got being right down to an art You think you're a genius, you drive me up the wall You're a regular original, a knowitall
Ohwooh, you think you're special Ohwooh, you think you're something else
Ok, so you're a rocket scientist...
That don't impress me much! So you got the brains, but have you got the touch? (Now) Don't get me wrong, yeah I think you're alright But that won't keep me warm in the middle of the night That don't impress me much!
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I never knew a guy who carried a mirror in his pocket And a comb up his sleeve, just in case And all that extra hold gel in your hair ought'a lock it 'Cause Heaven prevent, it should fall outta place
Ohwooh, you think you're special Ohwooh, you think you're something else
Ok, so you're Brad Pitt...
That don't impress me much! So you got the looks but have you got the touch? (Now) Don't get me wrong, yeah I think you're alright But that won't keep me warm in the middle of the night That don't impress me much!
You're one of those guys who likes to shine's machine You make me take off my shoes before you let me get in I can't believe you kiss your car good night C'mon baby tell me, you must be joking, right??
Ohwooh, you think you're special Ohwooh, you think you're something else
Ok, so you got a car...
That don't impress me much! So you got the moves, but have you got the touch? Don't get me wrong, yeah I think you're alright But that won't keep me warm in the middle of the night [..] But that won't keep me warm on the long, cold lonely night That don't impress me much!
Ok, so what do you think... you're Elvis or something... That don't impress me much! [repeat]