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