by Anne Beaudry

Copyright 2000

I've known a few guys who thought they were pretty rough
But you're a big warlord and think you're so tough!
You think that you're Ares - You drive me up the wall
You're a regular warlord - Mr. Fight it all!
Oh-oo-oh, you think you're special
Oh-oo-oh, you think you're something else
Okay, so you've got a sword

That don't impress me much
So you got the strength but have you got the touch
Don't get me wrong, yeah I think you're alright
But that won't keep me going in the middle of a fight
That don't impress me much!

I never knew a god who wanted both me and my best friend
And another in his bed - just in case
And that really big sword by your side makes you look good
And Olympus forbid it should fall out of place
Oh-oo-oh, you think you're special
Oh-oo-oh, you think you're something else
Okay, so you're the God of War

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 going in the middle of a fight
That don't impress me much

You're one of those guys who likes to pick every door
You'd make me watch out for guards while you go get more
I can't believe you kiss your lock picks goodnight
C'mon on baby tell me - you must be joking right?
Oh-oo-oh, you think you're special
Oh-oo-oh, you think you're something else
Okay, so you can pick a lock

That don't impress me much
So you got the moves but have you got the touch
Don't get me wrong, yeah I think you're alright
But that won't keep me going in the middle of a fight
That don't impress me much

You think you're cool 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 those long, hard, painful fights
That don't impress me much
Okay, so what do you think - You're Joxer or something?
Whatever
That don't impress me