| You might know if you’re from around here
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| What goes on for half of the year,
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| Have you seen the Queen of the castle
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| Paint this city from year to fear,
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| If the air was meant to be glitter,
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| It might not take all yours away,
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| When she swings she’s a heavy hitter,
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| When she comes you’ll ask her to stay,
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| Winter left a cover that I’m gonna end up under,
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| But I got my own boots,
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| When I’m in the summer I forget how much I love her,
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| When she’s in my groove,
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| It’s a love hate romance,
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| Cause I could watch her dance,
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| If I got my boot (boots, boots, boots),
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| Something in the way she comes gliding,
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| Makes me need to fix up the hair,
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| She asks me to come out of hiding,
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| And find something decent to wear,
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| Stop and Stare…
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| Winter left a cover that I’m gonna end up under,
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| But I got my own boots,
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| When I’m in the summer I forget how much I love her,
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| When she’s in my groove,
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| It’s a love hate romance,
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| Cause I could watch her dance,
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| If I got my boot (boots, boots)
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| A love hate romance,
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| When I see her dance,
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| I got on my boots,
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| Got my boots on,
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| A love hate romance,
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| I can’t feel my hands,
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| I got on my boots,
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| Got my boots on,
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| Winter left a cover that I’m gonna end up under,
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| But I got my own boots,
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| When I’m in the summer I forget how much I love her,
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| When she’s in my groove,
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| It’s a love hate romance,
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| Cause I could watch her dance,
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| If I got my boots. |