And a comb up his sleeve, just in case
Now, now don't get me wrong, yeah I think you're alright
That don't impress me much
You make me take off my shoes before you let me get in
Okay, so you've got a car
And all that extra hold gel in your hair oughta lock it
And come on baby tell me, you must be jokin', right?
That don't impress me much
That don't impress me much
That don't impress me much
Oh-oo-oh, you think you're something else
Oh-oo-oh, you think you're special
That don't impress me much
Uh huh yeah-yeah
Oh-oo-oh, you think you're something special
Okay, so you're a rocket scientist
Now don't get me wrong, yeah I think you're alright
Okay, so what do you think you're Elvis or something?
That don't impress me much
Oh-oo-oh, you think you're special
I never knew a guy who carried a mirror in his pocket
You think you're a genius, you drive me up the wall
But you've got bein' right down to an art
Oh-oo-oh, you think you're something else
Yeah
Uh huh yeah-yeah
Now don't get me wrong, yeah I think you're alright
Oh ow no
That don't impress me much
You're a regular original, a know-it-all
'Cause Heaven forbid it should fall outta place
You think you're cool but have you got the touch
You're one of those guys who likes to shine his machine
I've known a few guys who thought they were pretty smart
I can't believe you kiss your car good night
So you got the brains but have you got the touch?
So you got the moves but have you got the touch?
But that won't keep me warm on the long, cold, lonely night
But that won't keep me warm in the middle of the night
Oh-oo-oh, you think you're something else
That don't impress me much
Okay, so you're Brad Pitt
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
So you got the looks but have you got the touch?
But that won't keep me warm in the middle of the night
