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 a comb up his sleeve-just in case
And all taht 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

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