You keep saying you've got something for me. Something you call love, but confess. You've been messing where you shouldn't have been a messing And now someone else is getting all your best.
These boots are made for walking and that's just what they'll do One of these days, these boots are gonna walk all over you.
You keep lying, when you oughta be truthing And you keep losing when you oughta not bet. You keep saming when you oughta be changing. Now what's right is right, but you ain't been right yet.
These boots are made for walking and that's just what they'll do One of these days, these boots are gonna walk all over you.
You keep playing where you shouldn't be playing And you keep thinking that you'll never get burnt. Ha! I just found me a brand new box of matches, yeah And what he know you ain't had time to learn.
These boots are made for walking and that's just what they'll do One of these days, these boots are gonna walk all over you.
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