That Don't Impress Me Much

Ow
 Uh-huh, yeah-yeah
 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 know-it-all
 Oh-oh, you think you're special
 Oh-oh, you think you're something else
 Okay, so you're a rocket scientist
 That don't impress me much
 So, you got the brain, 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-oh, so you think you're something special
 Oh-oh, you think you're something else
 Okay, so you're Brad Pitt
 That don't impress me much
 Uh-uh, ooh-ooh-ooh
 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
 Yeah
 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
 Now, c'mon baby, tell me, you must be jokin', right?
 Oh-oh, so you think you're something special
 Oh-oh, you think you're something else
 Okay, so you've got a car
 That don't impress me much
 Uh-uh, ooh-ooh-ooh
 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 (that don't impress me much) uh-uh-uh, no
 You think you're cool, but have you got the touch, na-na-na
 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
 Whatever
 That don't impress me
 Ow
 Uh-huh, yeah-yeah
 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 know-it-all
 Oh-oh, you think you're special
 Oh-oh, you think you're something else
 Okay, so you're a rocket scientist
 That don't impress me much
 So, you got the brain, 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-oh, so you think you're something special
 Oh-oh, you think you're something else
 Okay, so you're Brad Pitt
 That don't impress me much
 Uh-uh, ooh-ooh-ooh
 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
 Yeah
 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
 Now, c'mon baby, tell me, you must be jokin', right?
 Oh-oh, so you think you're something special
 Oh-oh, you think you're something else
 Okay, so you've got a car
 That don't impress me much
 Uh-uh, ooh-ooh-ooh
 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 (that don't impress me much) uh-uh-uh, no
 You think you're cool, but have you got the touch, na-na-na
 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
 Whatever
 That don't impress me
 Ow
 Uh-huh, yeah-yeah
 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 know-it-all
 Oh-oh, you think you're special
 Oh-oh, you think you're something else
 Okay, so you're a rocket scientist
 That don't impress me much
 So, you got the brain, 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-oh, so you think you're something special
 Oh-oh, you think you're something else
 Okay, so you're Brad Pitt
 That don't impress me much
 Uh-uh, ooh-ooh-ooh
 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
 Yeah
 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
 Now, c'mon baby, tell me, you must be jokin', right?
 Oh-oh, so you think you're something special
 Oh-oh, you think you're something else
 Okay, so you've got a car
 That don't impress me much
 Uh-uh, ooh-ooh-ooh
 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 (that don't impress me much) uh-uh-uh, no
 You think you're cool, but have you got the touch, na-na-na
 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
 Whatever
 That don't impress me