boots are made for walkin' And that's just what they'll do One of these days these boots Are gonna walk all over you Are you ready, boots? Start walkin
someone else is getting 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
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. Are you ready boots? Start walkin
Got a good reason For taking the easy way out Got a good reason For taking the easy way out, now He was a day tripper One way ticket, yeah It took me
Old man, young man Preacher saying amen Taking up collection Playing on a bass drum How come the city it never sleeps at night Red cars, blue cars Payment
to do It's good to see you, I must go, I know I look a fright And anyway, my eyes are not accustomed to this light And my boots are not accustomed to
I?ve seen the Golden Gate at San Francisco Bay I?ve seen the Empire State and walked down old Broadway I?ve seen those Northern Lights in some Alaskan
It is the evening of the day I sit and watch the children play Smiling faces I can see, oh but not for me I sit and watch as tears go by My riches can
Ooh, people, wona??t you leave my dog alone People, wona??t you leave my dog alone All he ever did was wag his tail People why did you have To throw my
People used to bill and coo But that don't make it with you 'Coz there's other things we do In our time, baby, in our time, yeah In our time, baby, in
Lies, lies, You?re telling me that you'll be true. Lies, lies, That's all I ever get from you. Tears, tears, I shed a million tears for you. Tears, tears
Well, I?d rather see you dead, little boy Than to see you with another girl You better keep your head, little boy Or you won't last in my world You better
Go away from my window Leave at your own chosen speed I'm not the one you want, babe I'm not the one you need You say you're lookin' for someone Never
I know you're leavin' babe, Goodbye, so long. I hope someday somebody Listens to your song. Those bright lights never ever Spell your name it's true
In my room We're at the end of the harm I sit and stare at the wall Each day's just like the last For I lived in the past In my room Where every night
(Nancy Sinatra) You keep saying you got something for me something you call love but confess you've been a 'messin' where you shouldn't 've been
