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