I got a size two pair of boots
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I ain't ever gonna sell them and that's the truth
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They ain't for walking around this town on the ground
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Special kind of shoes the best I've found
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Well they're kinda small, there's a reason for that
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They go with a jacket and an itty bitty hat
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"Cause my boy's on his way and I can tell you for sure
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He'll be driving girls wild by the time he's four
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"Cause he'll rock like Elvis and sing like Jones
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Born to be wild and bad to the bone
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He'll have his mama's good looks, his daddy's keen eye
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There ain't a bull alive he won't be able to ride
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Well it happened like this without a word of a lie
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One night while I was singing a lullaby
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I had him in my name when I noticed that curl
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That's when I realised my boy was a girl
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Well she fits them boots, she looks real smart
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That sweet little girl has stolen my heart
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She's got her mama's good looks and you know
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What that means
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I'll be guarding the door 'til she's thirty-three
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Size Two Boots
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| Adam Brand |
