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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 think 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 me in the of the night
That don't impress me much
I never a guy who carried a mirror in his pocket
And a comb up his sleeve, in case
And all that gel in your hair ought to lock it
'Cause Heaven forbid, it should fall out of place
You think you're special
You you're something else
Okay, so you're Brad Pitt
don't impress 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 his machine
You make me off my shoes before you let me get in
I can't you your car good night
Now on tell me
You 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 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 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
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 think 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 me in the of the night
That don't impress me much
I never a guy who carried a mirror in his pocket
And a comb up his sleeve, in case
And all that gel in your hair ought to lock it
'Cause Heaven forbid, it should fall out of place
You think you're special
You you're something else
Okay, so you're Brad Pitt
don't impress 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 his machine
You make me off my shoes before you let me get in
I can't you your car good night
Now on tell me
You 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 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 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
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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