Shania Twain’s legendary anthem “That Don’t Impress Me Much” is one of the most iconic songs in country-pop history. Known for its witty lyrics, playful attitude, and unforgettable hooks, it captured the late 90s spirit and became a global hit. This new cover version reimagines the song while staying true to its essence—catchy, cheeky, and fun.
The original track, released in 1998 on Twain’s Come On Over album, pokes fun at men who think too highly of themselves. From guys bragging about brains to those obsessed with their looks or flashy cars, the song humorously points out that none of that truly matters when it comes to love and connection. What made the original shine was its balance of sass, humor, and Shania’s powerful vocals.
This version carries forward the same energy with slight twists in the lyrics to keep it fresh and exciting. It maintains the original’s rhythm, rhyme, and storytelling while modernizing some expressions. The updated words give fans a fun new spin while still being recognizable and nostalgic for anyone who loves the original.
Lyrics:
Ow Uh-huh, yeah, yeah
I’ve met a few guys who brag they’re pretty bright But you’ve got proving points down every night You call yourself a genius, you drive me insane You’re a copycat clever, stuck in your own brain
Oh-oh, you think you’re gifted Oh-oh, you think you’re something wicked Okay, so you’re a rocket scientist
That don’t impress me much So you got the smarts, but can you bring the touch? Now, don’t take me wrong—yeah, I think you’re fine But that won’t hold me close when I’m needing you at night Uh-huh, yeah, yeah
Never met a dude who packed a mirror to go And a brush in his sleeve—like it’s part of the show And that spray in your hair keeps it stiff like a wall God forbid it should move, let a strand ever fall
Oh-oh, you think you’re special Oh-oh, you think you’re on a pedestal Okay, so you’re Brad Pitt
That don’t impress me much So you got the looks, but can you bring the touch? Now, don’t take me wrong—yeah, I think you’re fine But that won’t keep me warm when I’m lonely late at night Yeah
You’re one of those boys who polishes his ride Won’t let me in till I take my heels off outside I swear you kiss your car goodnight with pride Come on now, baby, tell me—gotta be outta your mind
Oh-oh, you think you’re something different Oh-oh, you think you’re heaven-sent Okay, so you’ve got a car
That don’t impress me much So you got the wheels, but can you bring the touch? Now, don’t take me wrong—yeah, I think you’re fine But that won’t keep me warm when I need some fire tonight Uh-huh, yeah, yeah
Okay, so what—think you’re Elvis, huh? Boy, please, I’ve heard enough This cover’s brought to you by Ace Plays—yeah Smash that like if you vibe with this!
Whatever, babe, you’re not too much That don’t impress me—Ace Plays said it, hush
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