Shoes

Tell me about it... Ooh!Men.Have you ever tried to figure them out?Huh, me too, but I ain't got no clueHow 'bout you? Men are like shoesMade to confuseYeah, there's so many of 'emI don't know which ones to choose(yeah, yeah, yeah)Ah, sing it to meIf you agree There's the kind made for runninThe sneakers and the low down heelsThe kind that will keep you on your toesAnd every girl knows how that feels(yeah, yeah, yeah)Ouch, ah, sing it with me [Chorus:]You've got your kickers and your ropersYour everyday loafers, some that you can never findYou've got your slippers and your zippersYour grabbers and your grippersMan, don't ya hate that kind?Some you wear in, some you wear outSome you wanna leave behindSometimes you hate 'emAnd sometimes you love 'emI guess it all depends on which way you rub 'emBut a girl can never have too many of 'em It's amazing what a little polish will do...Men are like shoes... Some make you feel ten feet tallSome make you feel so smallSome you want to leave out in the hallOr make you feel like kicking the wall(yeah, yeah, yeah) Ah, sing it with me, girlsOoh! (yeah, yeah, yeah)Mmm.. [Repeat Chorus]Some can polish up pretty good...Ah, men are like shoes.. [Instrumental]It's amazing what a little polish will doSome clean up good, just like.newSome you can't afford, some are real cheapSome are good for bummin' around on the beach You've got your kickers and your ropersYour everyday loafers, yeah some that you can never findYou've got your slippers and your zippersYour grabbers and your grippersAnd man, don't ya hate that kind? [Repeat Chorus]I ain't got time for the flip-flop kind...Men are like shoes!