Tell me it Ooh
Men, have you tried to figure them out? Huh, me too, but I ain't got no clue, how you? Men are like shoes, made to Yeah, there's so of 'em I don't know ones to choose Ah, it to me if you agree
the kind made for runnin' The sneakers and the low heels The that will 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' zippers Your grabbers and your grippers, an' man, you hate that kind?
Some you wear in, you wear out Some you wanna behind Sometimes you hate 'em, an' sometimes you 'em I guess it all 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 like
Some you feel ten feet tall Some make you so small An' some you leave out in the hall Or make you feel like the wall Ah, sing it me, girls, ooh
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, you hate that kind?
you wear in, an' some 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 can never have too many of 'em
can polish 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 good for around on the beach
got your kickers and your ropers Your everyday (Yeah, some you can never find) You've got your slippers and zippers grabbers an' your grippers (And man, you hate that kind?)
You've got your kickers an' ropers Your everyday loafers, an' some that you can never You've got slippers an' zippers grabbers and your grippers, an' man, don't you hate that kind?
Some you in, an' some you wear out Some you wanna behind Sometimes you 'em, sometimes you love 'em I guess it all on which way you rub 'em But a girl can have too many of 'em
I ain't got time for the flip-flop Men are like