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

Oh oo oh you think you're special
Oh oo oh 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 warm in the middle of the night
That don't impress me much
I never knew a guy who carried a mirror in his pocket
And [bad word] up his sleeve--just in case
And all that extra hold gel in your hair oughtta lock it
'Cause Heaven forbid it should fall outta place

Oh oo oh you think you're special
Oh oo oh you think 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
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 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
C'mon baby tell me--you must be jokin', right!

Oh oo oh you think you're special
Oh oo oh you think you're something else
Okay, so you've got a car
That don't impress me much