That Don't Impress Me Much

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, well, you think you're special
Oh, well, 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
Oh, 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, well, you think you're special
Oh, well, you think you're something else
Okay, so, you're, Brad Pitt
That don't impress me much, (Oh, oh, 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, come on, baby, tell me, you must be joking, right?

Oh, well, you think you're something special
Oh, well, you think you're something else
Okay, so, you've got a car
That don't impress me much (Oh, oh, 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)

Oh, oh no, you think you're cool, 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, 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