Lyric Song Baddest Boots: I saw her turn her head
In a drop dead gaze
She was peekin out over the top
Of those wire rim shades
Now it wasn t my charm
And it wasn t my grin
That had that little secretary
Dialed right in
She wasn t lookin at meman
she was lookin at my feet
Chorus
It s these twenty two hundred
And twenty five dollar
Pair o handmade genuine fine
Horned back kicks
With a seven row stitch
And a three dollar sidewalk shine
Yeah they re made to fit
and they re hard to find
Make a pretty woman look down each time
I got the baddest boots on the boulevard
Yeah the baddest boots on the boulevard
They were made by a little man
Down in El Paso
I was passin though town
Singin at the rodeo
He said they cost a little more
But for what it s worth
There ain t another pair like em
on god s green earth
Then I handed him my money
And he sized me up
Chorus
I got the baddest boots on the boulevard
Yeahthe Baddest boots on the boulevard
When I pull em on I start singin a song
Make me wanna tuck my britches leg s inside em
Lets take a stroll
Chorus
They re the baddest boots on the boulevard
Look here girl
Yeahthey re bad alright
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