Uh ow
Uh huh yeah yeah
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
know-it-all
Oh woh
You think you re special
Oh woh
You think you're
someth n' 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
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 ole gel
in your hair oughta lock it
'Cause heaven forbid
it should fall outta place
Oh woh
You think you're special
Oh woh
You think you're
somethin' 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' impress me much
And 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 come on baby tell me
You must be jokin' right
Oh woh
You think you're
somethin' special
Oh woh
You think you're
somethin' else
OK
So you 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
Ah uh uh 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 nights
That don't impress me much
Uh huh yeah yeah
OK
So what do you think
you're Elvis or something
Whatever
That don't impress me