Leather boots poundin' the floor
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Black and shiny kickin' the door
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The police, hit the streets
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They would never take the boots off of their feet
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If I break the law and get caught
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I could get smashed in the face
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By the big boys
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'Cause they're frightened by the real world
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Frightened by the real world
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Scared of the real world. Oh yeah.
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I saw a cop, he looked pretty shot
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By some criminals, left there to rot
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I took a look, no one around
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I put on his boots and stomped on the ground
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Stood tall and felt so strong
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I wanted to be just like them
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So I could hurt somebody
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Hurt somebody
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Hurt somebody, hurt somebody
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Scared of the real world. Oh yeah.
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Scared of the real world. Oh yeah.
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Don't litter or score in the dark
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Don't kill your lover and don't overpark
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Cause if you murder or if you loot
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Get the heel of my new leather boots
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If I break the law and get caught
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You could get smashed in the face
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By this young boy
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Who is frightened by the real world
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This boy is frightened by the real world
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I gonna hurt somebody
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'Cause I'm frightened of the real world. Oh yeah.
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Leather Boots
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| Alice Cooper |
