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
  Oh-oo-oh, you think you're special
  Oh-oo-oh, you think you're something else
    Okay, so you're a rocket scientist
  That don't impress me much
  So you got the brain 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
    I never knew a guy who carried a mirror in his pocket
  And a comb up his sleeve-just in case
  And all taht extra hold gel in your hair oughtta lock it
  'Cause Heaven forbid it should fall outta place
    Oh-oo-oh, you think you're special
  Oh-oo-oh, 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
  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 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 good night
  C'mon baby tell me-you must be jokin', right!
    Oh-oo-oh, you think you're special
  Oh-oo-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 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
    Okay, so what do you think you're Elvis or something...
  Whatever
  That don't impress me