I've known
A few guys who thought
They were pretty smart
But You've got bein' right
Down to an art
You think You're a genius,
You drive Me up the wall,
You're a regular original,
A know-it-all.
Oh-oo-oh, You think You're special
Oh-oo-oh,
You think You're something else
Okay, 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
Uh huh yeah-yeah.
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 oughta lock it
'Cause Heaven forbid
It should fall outta place.
Oh-oo-oh,
You think You're special
Oh-oo-oh,
You think You're something else
Okay, 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
Uh ow! Yeahhhh...
You're one of those guys
Who likes to shine His machine
You make Me take off My shoes
Before You let Me get in
I can't believe You kiss Your
Car good night
Come on Baby tell Me,
You must be jokin', Right?.
Oh-oo-oh,
You think You're something special
Oh-oo-oh,
You think You're something else.
Okay, So You've got a car:
That Don't Impress Me Much
So You got the moves
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
Oh ow no,
You think You're cool
But have You got the touch
Now (Now) Don't get Me wrong,
Yeah I think You're alright
But that won't keep Me warm
On The Long, Cold, Lonely Night
That Don't Impress Me Much
Uh huh yeah-yeah.
Okay, So what do You think
You're Elvis or something?.
That Don't Impress Me Much ...
Alright-alright
You're Tarzan...?
Captain Kirk Maybe?
John Wayne...?
Whatever...
That Don't Impress Me...