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You keep saying, you got something for me |
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Something you call love but confess |
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You've been messin' where you shouldn't have been messin' |
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And now someone else is getting all your best |
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These boots are made for walking |
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And that's just what they'll do |
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One of these days these boots |
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Are gonna walk all over you |
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Yeah, you keep lyin' when you oughta be truthin' |
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And you keep losing when you oughta not bet |
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You keep samin' when you oughta be changin' |
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Now, what's right is right but you ain't been right yet |
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These boots are made for walking |
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And that's just what they'll do |
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One of these days these boots |
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Are gonna walk all over you |
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You keep playin' where you shouldn't be playin' |
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And you keep thinkin' that you'll never get burnt |
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Ah, I've just found me a brand new box of matches, yeah |
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And what he knows you ain't had time to learn |
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These boots are made for walking |
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And that's just what they'll do |
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One of these days these boots |
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Are gonna walk all over you |
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Are you ready, boots? |
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Start walking |
