David Hasselhoff - These Boots Are Made for Walking Lyrics

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These Boots Are Made for Walking

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What Are The Lyrics For These Boots Are Made for Walking By David Hasselhoff?
DH: You keep saying you got something for me
MM: Something you call love, but confess DH: You've been messing where you shouldn't been messing MM: And someone else is getting all your best DH: These boots are made for walkin' MM: That's just what they'll do DH/MM: One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you DH: You keep lying when you oughta be truthin' MM: You keep loosing when you oughta not bet DH: You keep saming when you oughta be changin' What's right is right, MM: But you ain't been right yet DH: These boots are made for walkin' MM: And that's just what they'll do DH/MM: One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you DH: You keep playing where you shouldn't be playing MM: You keep thinking that you'll never get burned DH: But I just found me a brand new batch of matches And what she knows MM: You ain't had time to learn MM: These boots are made for walkin' DH: And that's just what they'll do DH/MM: One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you DH: Are ya ready boots? MM: Hasta la vista, Baby DH: Hey wait, come back here... MM: Bye bye DH: We are not done talking here, hey where you going? MM: See ya, I'm outta here DH: Man! |
Who Wrote These Boots Are Made for Walking By David Hasselhoff?
Lee Hazlewood
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