Lyrics:
someone else is getting all your best
These boots are made for walkin'
And that's just what they'll do
One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over
someone else is getting all your best
These boots are made for walkin'
And that's just what they'll do
One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over
someone else is getting all your best
These boots are made for walkin'
And that's just what they'll do
One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over
someone else is getting all your best
Well, these boots are made for walking, and that's just what they'll do
One of these days these boots are gonna walk
think of you, all we've made it through
Some have passed away, some have moved on
But I'm still here today (I'm here today)
These years pass by
someone else is gettin' all your best
These boots are made for walkin'
And that's just what they'll do
One of these days these boots are gonna walk all
Fabolous made Ray J mad
'Cause Fab said he looked like a fag at Mayweather's pad
Singin' to a man while he played piano
Man, oh man, that was a 24/7
the best
Therefore, hard to tell
You dropped me off by the dungeon
Never came in, but I knew that you were wondering
Now are these niggas in this house
listening?
Yeah, I bet you are
Hands up for Hollywood (hooray!), I hear you
Snappy on the air, hang in there, wall to wall
You saved the world, what else, you
These Boots Are Made For Walkin'
You keep saying you got something for me
Something you call love but confess
You've been a'messin' where you
someone else is getting all your best
Well, these boots are made for walking, and that's just what they'll do
One of these days these boots are gonna walk
someone else is getting all your best
Well, these boots are made for walking, and that's just what they'll do
One of these days these boots are gonna walk
someone else is getting all your best
These boots are made for walkin'
And that's just what they'll do
One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over
on themselves
Ten Hail Marys, I meditate for practice
Channel nine news tell me I'm movin' backwards
Eight blocks left, death is around the corner
Seven
are made of
There's nothin' you can't do (yeah) (okay)
Now you're in New York (ah-ha, ah-ha, ah-ha) (uh, yeah)
These streets will make you feel brand
And now someone else is gettin' all your best
These boots were made for walkin', and that's just what they'll do One of these days these boots are gonna
Better made than European's robot John H. Thomas
Model seven decimal put out by Jaguar
without the automatic chemical release
emergency vomit
I live in five rooms, but they don't feel like home
Since our dreams are shattered by two hearts made of stone
Sittin' in the livin' room don't
Little weapon, little weapon, little weapon, we're callin' you
There's a war, if the guns are just too tall for you
We'll find you somethin' small to use
that the haters are forever waiting
For the day that they can say I fell off, they'll be celebrating
'Cause I know the way to get 'em motivated
I make
yeah)
Some of these nigga are bitches too
And some of these niggas look just like you
So if you've ever been toetone
Go out and get your roll
someone else is getting all your best
Well, these boots are made for walking, and that's just what they'll do
One of these days these boots are gonna walk
you
Shit, I ain't smokin' good, I'm just out here tryin' to pay these bills, my nigga
What it look like for the Oskie-Wowskie?
Shit, for you? Cause
Sweet dreams are made of these
Who am I to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something
Some of them want to use
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