Emilie-claire Barlow These Boots Were Made For Walkin'
You keep saying you got something for me Something you call love, but I call sex You've been kissing when you ought-to-be-a-screwing And now someone else can kiss your ass
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 been lying and there ain't no believing And you keep samin' when you ought to not bet You been staying when you ought-to-be-a-leaving Now whats 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 dressing 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 matress What you know, bitch, you got a lot to learn
These boots are made for walking That's just what they'll do One of these days these boots Are gonna stomp all over you
Yeah
Are you ready boots? Are you ready boots? Are you ready boots? Start walking!
And you think I'm kidding, don't ya?!
