| You keep saying
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| You’ve got something for me Something you call love but confess
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| You’ve been a-messing where you shouldn’t-a been a-messing
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| And now someone else is gettin’all your best
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| These boots are made for walkin'
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| And that’s just what they’ll do One of these days these boots are
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| gonna walk all over you
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| You keep lying when you oughta be truthin'
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| And you keep losin’when you oughta not bet
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| You keep samein’when you oughta be 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 walkin'
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| And that’s just what they’ll do 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 burned
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| HA!
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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 walkin'
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| And that’s just what they’ll do 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. |