I've
known a few guys who thought they were pretty smart
But you got me right down to an art
You think you're a genius,
you drive me off the wall
You're a regular original,
I know it all Oh,
oh, oh, you think you're special
Oh,
oh, oh, you think you're something else
Okay,
so you're a rocket scientist
That don't impress me much
Oh, oh, oh, so you got the brains but haven't 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
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 hoe gel in your hair oughta lock it
Cause heaven forbid it should fall out of place Oh,
oh, oh, you think you're special
Oh, oh, oh, you think you're something else
Okay,
so you're Brad Pitt
That don't impress me much
Oh,
oh,
oh,
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
I'm a toxic science machine,
you made me take off my shoes before you let me get in.
I can't believe you kissed your car goodnight.
Now come on baby, tell me,
you must be choking, 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.
much.
So yeah, got the moves but how they 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.
I don't want to be kissed so much.
Oh, oh, now you think you're cool,
but have you got the touch?
Nah, nah, don't give me, oh 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
Okay,
so what do you think you're Elvis or something?
I don't know.