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