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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 a'messin' where you shouldn't 've been a'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 are gonna walk all over you |
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You keep lyin' when you oughta be truthin' |
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You keep losing when you oughta not bet |
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You keep samin' when you oughta be a'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 are gonna walk all over you |
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You keep playing where you shouldn't be playing |
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And you keep thinking that you'll never get burnt (HAH) |
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I 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 are gonna walk all over you |
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Are you ready, boots? Start walkin' |
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