[Intro] Tell me about it Ooh! [Verse 1] Men Have you ever tried to figure them out? Huh, me too, but I aint got no clue, how bout you? Men are like shoes, made to confuse Yeah, theres so many of em I dont know which ones to choose Ah, sing it to me if you agree Theres the kind made for running The sneakers and the low down heels The kind that will keep you on your toes And every girl knows how that feels Yeah, yeah, yeah Oh Ouch, ah, sing it with me [Chorus] Ya got your kickers and your ropers, your everyday loafers And some that you can never find Youve got your slippers and your zippers, your grabbers and your grippers Man, dont you hate that kind? Some you wear in, an some you wear out Some you wanna leave behind Sometimes you hate em, an sometimes you love em I guess it all depends on which way you rub em But a girl can never have too many of em [PostChorus 1] Its amazing what a little polish will do Men are like shoes [Verse 2] Some make you feel ten feet tall Some make you feel so small An some you want to leave out in the hall Or make you feel like kicking the wall Yeah, yeah, yeah Ah, sing it with me, girls Ooh! Yeah, yeah, yeah Mmm [Chorus] Ya got your kickers and your ropers, your everyday loafers And some that you can never find Youve got your slippers and your zippers, your grabbers and your grippers Man, dont you hate that kind? Some you wear in, an some you wear out Some you wanna leave behind Sometimes you hate em, an sometimes you love em I guess it all depends on which way you rub em But a girl can never have too many of em [PostChorus 2] Some can polish up pretty good Ah, all men are like shoes [Bridge] Its amazing what a little polish will do Some clean up good, just like new Some you cant afford, some are real cheap Some are good for bumming around on the beach [Chorus] Ya got your kickers and your ropers, your everyday loafers Yeah, some that you can never find Youve got your slippers and your zippers, your grabbers and your grippers And man, dont you hate that kind? Ya got your kickers and your ropers, your everyday loafers And some that you can never find Youve got your slippers and your zippers, your grabbers and your grippers An man, dont you hate that kind? Some you wear in, an some you wear out Some you wanna leave behind Sometimes you hate em, an sometimes you love em I guess it all depends on which way you rub em But a girl can never have too many of em [PostChorus 3] I aint got time for the flipflop kind Men are like shoes
em, grabber, grippers, zipper, roper