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