Tác giả: Chưa Biết
Ow!
Uh huh yeah yeah
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
Ooh oh you think you're special
Ooh 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 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 (uh huh yeah yeah)
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
Ooh oh you think you're special
Ooh 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
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
Yeah
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 now c'mon baby tell me you must be jokin' right!
Ooh oh you think you're special
Ooh 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
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
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 night
That don't impress me much
Uh huh yeah yeah
Okay so what do you think you're Elvis or something.....
Whatever.....
That don't impress me much;
Uh huh yeah yeah
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
Ooh oh you think you're special
Ooh 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 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 (uh huh yeah yeah)
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
Ooh oh you think you're special
Ooh 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
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
Yeah
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 now c'mon baby tell me you must be jokin' right!
Ooh oh you think you're special
Ooh 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
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
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 night
That don't impress me much
Uh huh yeah yeah
Okay so what do you think you're Elvis or something.....
Whatever.....
That don't impress me much;