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