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That Don't Impress Me Much 
Easy
by Shania Twain
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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
You you're special
You think you're something else
Okay, so you're a rocket scientist
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 knew a guy who carried a mirror in his pocket
And a comb up his sleeve, in case
And all that extra hold gel in hair to lock it
'Cause forbid, it should fall out of place
You you're special
You 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 won't me in the of the night
don't impress me much
You're one of those 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 come on baby tell me
You must be joking, right
You you're special
You 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 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
Ok, so what do you think you're Elvis or something
Whatever
That don't me
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
You you're special
You think you're something else
Okay, so you're a rocket scientist
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 knew a guy who carried a mirror in his pocket
And a comb up his sleeve, in case
And all that extra hold gel in hair to lock it
'Cause forbid, it should fall out of place
You you're special
You 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 won't me in the of the night
don't impress me much
You're one of those 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 come on baby tell me
You must be joking, right
You you're special
You 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 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
Ok, so what do you think you're Elvis or something
Whatever
That don't me
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