RD Bootcamp: Day 25

Here I was, filling out one of those character sheets for my hero. I hate it. I'm scratching my head as I try to come up with answers to questions like: What's his career? What does he do for a living? What are his hobbies? Etc... While I was re-reading my answers, this song from Shania Twain came on the radio. "That Don't Impress Me Much" by: Shania Twain 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 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 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 warm in the middle of the night 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 on the long, cold, lonely night That don't impress me much Okay, so what do you think you're Elvis or something... Whatever That don't impress me Suddenly I burst in laughter (now everyone in my office thinks I'm crazy) as in my mind I saw the heroine singing this to the hero. Oh yeah, I've made my hero one of those "you're too perfect to be true" type of men. You know the kind that makes women go "uh-hu." Yet, as I read my absurd answers in the character sheet, this little scene between the heroine and the hero, where she isn't impressed with his sexual prowess or his...er... size of shoes. *evil grin* So I wrote the scene, the song still running through my head. By the way, you can guess how I'm calling this WIP, right? *winks*