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