verse 1
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
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
pre-chorus
Oh-oo-oh, you think you're special
Oh-oo-oh, you think you're something else
Okay, so you're a rocket scientist
Oh-oo-oh, you think you're something else
Okay, so you're a rocket scientist
chorus
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.
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.
verse 2
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 gel in your hair oughtta lock it
'Cause Heaven forbid it should fall outta place
And a comb up his sleeve, just in case
And all that extra hold gel in your hair oughtta lock it
'Cause Heaven forbid it should fall outta place
pre-chorus
Oh-oo-oh, you think you're special.
Oh-oo-oh, you think you're something else
Okay, so you're Brad Pitt
Oh-oo-oh, you think you're something else
Okay, so you're Brad Pitt
chorus
That don't impress me much
So you got the looks 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
So you got the looks 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
verse 3
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 goodnight
C'mon baby tell me, you must be jokin', right!
You make me take off my shoes
Before you let me get in
I can't believe you kiss your car goodnight
C'mon baby tell me, you must be jokin', right!
pre-chorus
Oh-oo-oh, you think you're special
Oh-oo-oh, you think you're something else
Okay, so you've got a car
Oh-oo-oh, you think you're something else
Okay, so you've got a car
chorus
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
You think you're cool but have you got the touch?
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
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
You think you're cool but have you got the touch?
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
outro
Okay, so what do you think you're Elvis or something...
Whatever
That don't impress me
Whatever
That don't impress me
song info:
Album Details
Now That's What I Call Music, Vol. 5 / track 3
Now That's What I Call Music (New Zealand) compilation series
Now That's What I Call Music (New Zealand) compilation series