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