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