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, know-it-all I would think you're special I would think you're something else Okay, so you're a rocket scientist That don't impress me much So you got the brains 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 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 old gel in your hair I'd lock it, cause heaven forbid It should fall out of place Oh, well, you think you're special Oh, well, 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 Oh, well, those guys who like to shine this machine Baby, take off my shoes before you let me get in I can't believe you kissed your carpet knight Now come on, baby, tell me You must be choking, right? Oh, well, you think you're something special Oh, well, 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? 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, well, you think you're cool 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 on the long, cold, lonely nights That don't impress me much Okay, so what do you think, you're Elvis or something? Whatever That don't impress me