| 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 messing
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| Where you shouldn’t have been messing
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| And now someone else
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| Is getting all your best
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| These boots were 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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| Well, you keep lying
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| When you ought to be truthing
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| And you keep losing
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| When you oughta hot bet
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| Oh, you keep saming
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| When you ought to be changing
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| Now what’s right is right
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| And you ain’t been right yet
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| These boots were 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 right 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 burned — ha!
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| Well, I just found me
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| A brand new box of matches
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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 were made for walking
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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
|
| They’re gonna walk right over you
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| Are you ready, boots?
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| Are you ready, boots?
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| Are you ready, boots?
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| Are you ready, boots?
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| Ooh, start walking!
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| You keep saying
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| You got something for me
|
| Something you call love
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| But confess
|
| Confessing you’ve been messing
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| Where you shouldn’t have been a-messing
|
| And now someone else
|
| Is getting all your best
|
| These boots were made for walking
|
| And that’s just what they’ll do
|
| One of these days these boots
|
| Are gonna walk all over you
|
| They’re gonna walk all over you
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| Are you ready, boots?
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| Are you ready, boots?
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| They’re gonna walk right over you
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| (Scat) |