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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 smart
But you've got down to an art
You you're a genius, you me up the wall
You're a regular 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 brain but have you got the touch
Don't get me wrong, yeah, I think you're alright
But that won't keep me in the middle of the night
That don't impress me much
I never a guy who carried a mirror in his pocket
And a up his sleeve, just in case
And all that extra gel in your hair ought to it
'Cause Heaven forbid, it fall out of place
You think you're special
You think you're something else
Okay, so you're 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 me warm in the of the night
That don't 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 believe you kiss your car good night
Now on baby tell me
You be joking, right
You think you're something special
You you're something else
Okay, so you've got a car
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 you got the touch
Don't get me wrong, yeah, I you're alright
But won't keep me warm on the long, cold, lonely night
That don't me much
Ok, so what do you think you're Elvis or something
Whatever
That don't me
But you've got down to an art
You you're a genius, you me up the wall
You're a regular 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 brain but have you got the touch
Don't get me wrong, yeah, I think you're alright
But that won't keep me in the middle of the night
That don't impress me much
I never a guy who carried a mirror in his pocket
And a up his sleeve, just in case
And all that extra gel in your hair ought to it
'Cause Heaven forbid, it fall out of place
You think you're special
You think you're something else
Okay, so you're 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 me warm in the of the night
That don't 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 believe you kiss your car good night
Now on baby tell me
You be joking, right
You think you're something special
You you're something else
Okay, so you've got a car
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 you got the touch
Don't get me wrong, yeah, I you're alright
But won't keep me warm on the long, cold, lonely night
That don't me much
Ok, so what do you think you're Elvis or something
Whatever
That don't me
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