You keep saying you've got something for me
Something you call love and I call sex
You've been kissing when you ought to be screwing
And now someone else can kiss your ass
These boots are made for walking and that's just what they'll do
And one day these boot are gonna walk all over you
You keep lying and there ain't no believing
And you keep staying when you ought to be leaving
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
And one day these boot are gonna walk all over you
You keep dressing ways you shouldn't be dressing
And you keep thinking that you'll never get burnt, ha!
I just found me a brand-new box-spring mattress
What you know, bitch, you've got a lot to learn
These boots are made for walking and that's just what they'll do
And one day these boot are gonna stomp all over you
And one day these boot are gonna stomp all over you
Are you ready, boots?
Are you ready, boots?
Are you ready, boots?
And you think I'm kidding, don't ya?