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