These boots are made for working

That's just what they do

One of these days I'm gonna have to buy some new boots

On Mondays I'm so tired

Wednesdays halfway home

Friday's just another day when the weekend never comes

I need you

Show me how it ends

What goes where and who's my friend

I need you

You're my heroine

You're in my blood

And blood is in my heart again

I think I like this rain now

It's better than the summertime

I feel like I could be born again

Right now I'm broken inside

On Tuesdays I sometimes smile

Thursdays I feel bad

Saturday's the worst of all

I shouldn't be working

I need you

Show me how it ends

What goes where and who's my friend

I need you

You're my heroine

You're in my blood

And blood is in my heart again

I don't want to die like this

With a hammer in my hand

Instead of playing in a band

I think clouds are rolling in

You are my sunshine

You are my sunshine

On Sundays something's different

Sundays I think I know

Nothing from the week before

Matters anymore

These boots are made for working

That's just what they do

One of these days I'm gonna have to buy some new boots