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You keep saying |
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You got something for me |
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Something you call love |
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But confess |
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You've been a'messin' |
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Where you shouldn't 've |
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Been a'messin' |
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And now someone else |
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Is getting all your best |
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Well, these boots |
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Are made for walking, |
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And that's just what they'll do |
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One of these days |
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These boots are gonna |
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Walk all over you |
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You keep lyin' |
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When you oughta be truthin' |
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You keep losing |
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When you oughta not bet |
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You keep samin' |
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When you oughta be |
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A'changin' |
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What's right is right |
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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 |
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These boots are gonna |
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Walk all over you |
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You keep playing |
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Where you shouldn't be playing |
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And you keep thinking |
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That you'll never get burnt (HAH) |
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Well, I've just found me |
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A brand new box of matches (YEAH) |
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And what he knows |
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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 |
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These boots are gonna |
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Walk all over you |
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Are you ready, boots? |
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Start walkin' |
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"Don't give up! |
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Kill 'em all! Kill 'em all!" |