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I learned early not to follow No millionarie, no preacher's son, no rebel coming off the run It don't matter what they offer A diamond ring - the finest green A fairytale built just for me But some of 'em, they don't like it how I know where I'm going Oh, and nothin' has me walkin' on more sure Let 'em say Hey, boots, where you going to? Out there on your own, but what you really trying to prove? Hey, boots, can't make you own rules C'mon, slow it down, and won't you let me show you Hey, boots, na-na-na-na-na-na Hey, boots, na-na-na-na Hey, boots, na-na-na-na-na-na Hey, boots Oh, they must be gettin' tired Trying to slow and steady me, trying to steer who I should be Gotta say I admire How determined they can be, foolin' themselves so pitifully Some of 'em, they don't like it how I know where I'm going Oh, and nothin' has me walkin' on more sure Let 'em say Hey, boots, where you going to? Out there on your own, but what you really trying to prove? Hey, boots, can't make you own rules C'mon, slow it down, and won't you let me show you Hey, boots, na-na-na-na-na-na Hey, boots, na-na-na-na Hey, boots, na-na-na-na-na-na Hey, boots Let 'em say Hey, boots, where you going to? Out there on your own, but what you really trying to prove? Hey, boots, can't make you own rules C'mon, slow it down, and won't you let me show you Hey, boots, na-na-na-na-na-na Hey, boots, na-na-na-na Hey, boots, na-na-na-na-na-na Hey, boots Let 'em say Hey, boots, na-na-na-na-na-na Hey, boots, na-na-na-na Hey, boots, na-na-na-na-na-na Hey, boots Let 'em say
Writer(s): Chris Leon, Merci Raines Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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