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 shoes, made to confuse Yeah, there's so of 'em I don't know which ones to Ah, it to me if you agree
the kind made for runnin' The sneakers and the low heels The kind that keep you on your toes And every girl knows how feels Ouch, ah, it with me
You've got kickers an' your ropers Your everyday loafers, an' that you can never find You've got slippers an' zippers Your grabbers and your grippers, an' man, don't you hate kind?
Some you wear in, you wear out Some you leave behind you hate 'em, an' sometimes you love 'em I it all depends on which way you rub 'em But a can never have too many of 'em
It's what a little polish will do Men are shoes
Some you feel ten feet tall make you feel so small An' some you wanna leave out in the Or make you like kickin' the wall Ah, it with me, girls, ooh
You've got your kickers an' your Your everyday loafers, an' some that you can find You've got an' your zippers Your grabbers and your grippers, an' man, you hate that kind?
Some you wear in, an' some you 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 can never have too many of 'em
Some can polish up good Ah, all men are shoes
It's what a little polish will do Some up good, just like new Some you can't afford, some are real are good for bummin' around on the beach
You've got your kickers and ropers everyday loafers (Yeah, some that you can find) got your slippers and your zippers Your an' your grippers (And man, you hate that kind?)
You've got your kickers an' 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 that kind?
you wear in, an' some you wear out Some you wanna leave Sometimes you hate 'em, you love 'em I guess it all depends on way you rub 'em But a can never have too many of 'em
I got time for the flip-flop kind Men are shoes