Текст песни Shania Twain - Shoes (Original Version)
Tell me about it
Ooh!
Men, have you ever tried to figure 'em out? Uh, me too
But I ain't got no clue, how 'bout you?
Men are like shoes, made to confuse
Yeah, there's so many of 'em
I don't know which ones to choose (yeah-yeah-yeah)
Oh, sing it to me, if you agree (yeah-yeah-yeah)
There's the kind made for runnin'
The sneakers and the low down heels (whoa)
The kind that will keep you on your toes
And every girl knows how that feels (yeah-yeah-yeah)
(Oh, no) ouch, ah, sing it with me
(Yeah-yeah-yeah) oh
Ya got your kickers and your ropers, your everyday loafers
And some that you can never find
You've got your slippers and your zippers, your grabbers and your grippers
Man, don't you hate that kind?
Some you wear in, and some you wear out
Some you wanna leave behind (some you wanna leave behind)
Sometimes you hate 'em, and 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
It's amazin' what a little polish will do
Men are like shoes
Some make you feel ten feet tall
Some make you feel so small
And some you want to leave out in the hall
Or make you feel like kickin' the wall (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ah, sing it with me, girls
Ooh (yeah-yeah-yeah)
Mm
Ya got your kickers and your ropers, your everyday loafers
And some that you can never find
You've got your slippers and your zippers, your grabbers and your grippers
Man, don't you hate that kind?
Some you wear in, and some you wear out
Some you wanna leave behind (some you wanna leave behind)
Sometimes you hate 'em, and 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
Some can polish up pretty good
Ah, all men are like shoes
Ooh
It's amazin' what a little polish will do
Some clean up good, just like new
Some you can't afford, some are real cheap
Some are good for bummin' around on the beach
(Ya got your kickers and your ropers, your everyday loafers)
Yeah, some that you can never find
(You've got your slippers and your zippers, your grabbers and your grippers)
And man, don't you hate that kind?
Ya got your kickers and your ropers, your everyday loafers
And some that you can never find
You've got your slippers and your zippers, your grabbers and your grippers
Man, don't you hate that kind?
Some you wear in, and some you wear out
Some you wanna leave behind (some you wanna leave behind)
Sometimes you hate 'em, and 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 (too many of 'em)
I ain't got time for the flip-flop kind
Men are like shoes
