Ow!
Aha, yep, 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-oo-oh, you think you’re special
Oh-oo-oh, you think you’re something has
Okay, so you’re a rocket scientist?
That don’t impress me much
So ya got the brain
But have ya 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
Aha, yep, 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 has
Okay, so you’re Brad Pitt?
That don’t impress me much
So ya got the looks
But have ya 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
Yeeeah
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 goodnight
C’mon 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 has
Okay, so you’ve got a car?
That don’t impress me much
So ya got the moves
But have ya 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-oo-oh, no
You think you’re cool
But have ya got the touch?
Na-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
Aha, yep, yeah
Okay, so what do you think you’re Elvis or something?!
That don’t impress me
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