Capo 1
I've [Am]known a few [F]guys who thought [C]they were pretty [G]smart
But [Am]you've got being [F]right [C]down to an [G]art
You [Am]think you're a [F]genius, you [C]drive me up the [G]wall
You're a [Am]regular [F]original, a [C]know-it- [G]all
[D]Oh, [A]oh, you [G]think you're special
[D]Oh, [A]oh, you think you're [G]something else
That don't im[F]press me [C]much [G] [Am]
So you[F] got the [C]brain but have you [G]got the [Am]touch
[F]Don't get me [C]wrong, yeah I [G]think you're [Am]alright
But [F]that won't keep me [C]warm in the [G]middle of the [Am]night
I [Am]never knew a [F]guy who carried a [C]mirror in his [G]pocket
And a [Am]comb up his [F]sleeve-[C]just in [G]case
And all that [Am]extra hold [F]gel in your [C]hair oughta [G]lock it
[Am]'Cause Heaven for[F]bid it should [C]fall outta [G]place
[D]Oh, [A]oh, you [G]think you're special
[D]Oh, [A]oh, you think you're [G]something else
That don't imp[F]ress me [C]much [G] [Am]
So you [F]got the [C]looks but have you[G] got the [Am]touch
[F]Don't get me [C]wrong, yeah I [G]think you're [Am]alright
But [F]that won't keep me [C]warm in the [G]middle of the [Am]night
You're [Am]one of those [F]guys who likes to [C]shine his ma[G]chine
You make me [Am]take off my[F] shoes before you [C]let me get [G]in
[Am]I can't be[F]lieve you kiss [C]your car good [G]night
[Am]C'mon baby [F]tell me, [C]you must be [G]jokin', right
[D]Oh, [A]oh, you [G]think you're special
[D]Oh, [A]oh, you think you're [G]something else
That don't im[F]press me [C]much [G] [Am]
So you[F] got the [C]brain but have you [G]got the [Am]touch
[F]Don't get me [C]wrong, yeah I [G]think you're [Am]alright
But [F]that won't keep me [C]warm in the [G]middle of the [Am]night
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