These Boots

You keep saying you got something for me 

Something you call love, but I call sex 

You've been kissing when you ought-a-be-a 

Screwing and now someone else can 

Kiss your ass 

These boots are made for walking 

That's just what they'll do 

And one of these days these boots 

Are gonna walk all over you 



You keep lying and there ain't no believing 

And you keep stayin' when you ought-a-be-a leaving 

Now what's right is right but you ain't been 



Right yet 

These Boots... 



You keep dressin' ways you shouldn't 

Be dressing 

And you keep thinking that you'll never 

Get burned Ha! 

I just found me a brand new Box Spring 

Mattress 

What you know bitch you got a lot ta learn 

These boots... are you ready boots 



And you think I'm kiddin', Don'tchya!