Tell me it Ooh
Men, have you ever tried to figure them Huh, me too, but I ain't got no clue, how 'bout Men are like shoes, to confuse Yeah, there's so of 'em I don't know which ones to Ah, sing it to me if you
There's the kind for runnin' The and the low down heels The kind that will keep you on toes And every girl how that feels Ouch, ah, sing it me
You've got your an' your ropers everyday loafers, an' some that you can never find You've got slippers an' zippers Your grabbers and your grippers, an' man, don't you that kind?
you wear in, some you wear out Some you wanna leave Sometimes you hate 'em, an' sometimes you 'em I guess it all on which way you rub 'em But a girl can have too many of 'em
It's amazing a little polish will do Men are shoes
make you feel ten feet tall Some make you so small An' some you wanna out in the hall Or make you feel like the wall Ah, sing it me, girls, ooh
You've got your kickers an' ropers Your loafers, an' some that you can never find You've got an' your zippers grabbers and your grippers, an' man, don't you hate that kind?
Some you wear in, an' some you out Some you leave behind Sometimes you hate 'em, an' you love 'em I guess it all depends on way you rub 'em But a girl can have too many of 'em
Some can polish up good Ah, all men are like
It's amazing a little polish will do Some clean up good, just new you can't afford, some are real cheap Some are good for bummin' on the beach
You've got your kickers and your Your loafers (Yeah, some that you can find) You've got slippers and your zippers Your an' your grippers (And man, you hate that kind?)
You've got your an' your ropers Your everyday loafers, an' some that you can never You've got an' your zippers Your grabbers and grippers, an' man, don't you hate that kind?
Some you wear in, an' some you out Some you leave behind Sometimes you 'em, sometimes you love 'em I guess it all depends on way you rub 'em But a girl can never have too of 'em
I got time for the flip-flop kind Men are shoes