Tell me it Ooh
Men, have you ever tried to figure out? Huh, me too, but I ain't got no clue, how 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 kind made for The sneakers and the low heels The kind that will keep you on toes And every girl knows how feels Ouch, ah, sing it me
got your kickers an' your ropers Your everyday loafers, an' that you can never find You've got an' your zippers grabbers and your grippers, an' man, don't you hate that kind?
Some you wear in, some you out you wanna leave behind Sometimes you hate 'em, an' 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 like
make you feel ten feet tall Some you feel so small An' some you wanna out in the hall Or make you like kickin' the wall Ah, it with me, girls, ooh
You've got your kickers an' ropers everyday loafers, an' some that you can never find You've got slippers an' zippers Your and your grippers, an' man, don't you hate that kind?
you wear in, an' some you wear out Some you wanna behind 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
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, are real cheap Some are for bummin' around on the beach
You've got kickers and your ropers Your everyday (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 your kickers an' ropers Your everyday loafers, an' that you can never find You've got an' your zippers Your grabbers and your grippers, an' man, don't you hate that
Some you in, an' some you wear out Some you leave behind Sometimes you hate 'em, sometimes you 'em I guess it all on which way you rub 'em But a can never have too many of 'em
I ain't got for the flip-flop kind Men are like