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