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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 messin' |
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Where you shouldn't have been messin' |
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And now someone else |
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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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And one of these days these boots |
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Are gonna walk all over you |
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You keep lying' |
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When you oughta be truthing |
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You keep losing |
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When you oughta not bet |
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You keep 'same-in' |
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When you oughta be changing |
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Now, what's right is right |
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But you ain't been right yet |
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My 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 playing |
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When you shouldn't be playing |
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you keep thinking |
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You'll never get burned |
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I just found me |
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A brand new box of matches |
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And what he knows now |
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You ain't got 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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Try to walk |