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That Don’t Impress Me Much Lyrics By Shania Twain

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    uhhuh 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 knowitall

    pre
    ohoh you think you’re special
    ohoh you think you’re something else
    okay so you’re a rocket scientist

    that don’t impress me much
    so you got the brains but have you got the touch
    now don’t get me wrongyeah i think you’re alright
    but that won’t keep me warm in the middle of the night
    that don’t impress me much
    uhhuh yeah yeah

    i never knew a guy who carried a mirror in his pocket
    and a comb up his sleevejust in case
    and all that extra hold gel in your hair oughta lock it
    cause heaven forbid it should fall outta place

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    ohoh you think you’re special
    ohoh you think you’re something else
    okay so you’re brad pitt

    that don’t impress me much oh oh uuh
    so you got the looks but have you got the touch
    now don’t get me wrongyeah 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
    come on baby tell me you must be joking right

    pre
    ohoh you think you’re something special
    ohoh you think you’re something else
    okay so you’ve got a car

    that don’t impress me much oh oh uuh
    so you got the moves but have you got the touch
    now don’t get me wrongyeah i think you’re alright
    but that won’t keep me warm in the middle of the night
    that don’t impress me much don’t impress me
    oh oh no you think you’re cool but have you got the touch
    now now don’t get me wrongyeah i think you’re alright
    but that won’t keep me warm on the long cold lonely night
    that don’t impress me much
    uhhuh yeah yeah

    okay so what do you think you’re elvis or something
    whatever
    that don’t impress me

    Artist: Shania Twain

    Year: 1999

    Decade: 90s

    Language: en

    Word Count: 183