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 you think you're special
Oh you think you're something else
Okay so you're a rocket
That don't impress me much
So you got the brains
But have you got the touch
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 hotel in your hair oughta locket
Heaven forbid it should fall out of place
Oh you think you're special
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
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 you think you're something
Special oh you think you're something else
Okay so you got a car
That don't impress me much
So you got the moves
But have you got the touch
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 one kiss on me uh oh 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
Okay so what do you think you're elvis or something
That don't impress me
Oh no
That don't impress me boy
Oh no
Oh
Yeah
Oh oh oh no oh oh oh
Alright alright oh oh oh
You're turning
Captain kirk maybe
John wayne whatever
That don't impress me