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That Don't Impress Me Much 
Easy
by Shania Twain
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I've a few guys who thought they pretty smart
But you've got being right to an art
You you're a genius, you drive me up the wall
You're a original, a know-it-all
You think you're special
You think you're something else
Okay, so you're a rocket scientist
That don't impress me much
So you got the but 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 a mirror in his pocket
And a comb up his sleeve, just in case
And all that extra gel in your hair to lock it
'Cause Heaven forbid, it out of place
You think you're special
You think you're something else
Okay, so you're Brad Pitt
That don't me much
So you got the 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're one of guys who likes to shine his machine
You make me take off my shoes before you let me get in
I can't you your car good night
Now come on baby me
You must be joking, right
You think you're something special
You think you're something else
Okay, so you've got a car
That don't me much
So you got the 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
Don't get me wrong, yeah, I think you're alright
But that won't keep me on the long, cold, lonely night
That don't impress me much
Ok, so what do you think you're Elvis or something
Whatever
don't impress me
But you've got being right to an art
You you're a genius, you drive me up the wall
You're a original, a know-it-all
You think you're special
You think you're something else
Okay, so you're a rocket scientist
That don't impress me much
So you got the but 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 a mirror in his pocket
And a comb up his sleeve, just in case
And all that extra gel in your hair to lock it
'Cause Heaven forbid, it out of place
You think you're special
You think you're something else
Okay, so you're Brad Pitt
That don't me much
So you got the 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're one of guys who likes to shine his machine
You make me take off my shoes before you let me get in
I can't you your car good night
Now come on baby me
You must be joking, right
You think you're something special
You think you're something else
Okay, so you've got a car
That don't me much
So you got the 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
Don't get me wrong, yeah, I think you're alright
But that won't keep me on the long, cold, lonely night
That don't impress me much
Ok, so what do you think you're Elvis or something
Whatever
don't impress me
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