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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 been messing where you shouldn't have been messing |
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And now someone else is getting all your best |
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Well 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 lying when you ought to be truthing |
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You keep losing when you ought to not bet |
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You keep saving when you ought to be changing |
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Now what's right is right, and you ain't been right yet |
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Well 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 burned |
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HA! |
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Well 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 |