You keep saying you’ve got something for me.
something you call love, but confess.
You’ve been messin’ where you shouldn’t have been a messin’
and now someone else is gettin’ 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 all over you.
You keep lying, when you oughta be truthin’
and you keep losin’ when you oughta not bet.
You keep samin’ when you oughta be changin’.
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
one of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you.
You keep playin’ where you shouldn’t be playin
and you keep thinkin’ that you´ll never get burnt.
Ha! I just found me a brand new box of matches yeah
and what he know you ain’t had time to learn.
Are you ready boots? Start walking!
Quizas lo mas interesante que he encontrado sobre esta canción viene de este post
en este blog : http://absencito.blogspot.com/2006/04/nancy-en-waco.html
a quien le tomé la imagen de la tapa del disco.
me gusta la canción, esta versión. Y el video también! es muy surrealista...
Por que no tiene pantalones Nancy?
