You keep saying you've got something for me.
something you call "love", but confess.
You've been messin' where you shouldn't have been a messin'
and now someone else is gettin' all your best.
These boots are made for walking, and that's just what they'll do
one of these days these boots
are gonna walk all over you.
You keep lying, when you oughta be truthin'
and you keep losin' when you oughta not bet.
You keep samin' when you oughta be changin'.
Now what's right is right, but you ain't been right yet.
These boots are made for walking,
and that's just what they'll do
one of these days these boots
are gonna walk all over you.
You keep playing where you shouldn't be playingAnd you keep thinking that you'll never get burnt Well, I've just found me a brand new box of matches
And what he knows you ain't had time to learn
And what he knows you ain't had time to learn

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