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