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 up the wall You're a regular original, 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 So you got the brains that have you got the touch No, 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 hold of gel in the air I don't like it, cause heaven forbid if 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 think you're Brad Pitt That don't impress me much So you got the looks that have you got the touch No, 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 You're one of those guys that like 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 Come on, baby, tell me You must be joking, right? Oh-oh-oh, you think you're special Oh-oh-oh, you think you're something else Okay, so you've got a car That don't impress me much So you got the moves that have you got the touch No, 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-oh-oh, you think you're special