WHY DON'T YOU GROW SOME BOOTS
Stephen L.
Genre: Contemporary Country
Tempo: uptempo
Additional Notes:
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Lyrics:
Dinner’s on the table
You’ve been MIA all night
But I’m still waiting for you against my mommas good advice
I find you out at your place but you’re lookin right through me
You got your your pretty litte Xbox
I guess that’s your call of duty
If this is gonna work
There’s some things you gotta learn
Ya I’m tired of getting burned
So listen up
Why don’t you treat this lady right ?
Go on and take me out tonight
Would it kill you to take my hand
Ya act like a boy, and boy I need a man
These heels were made for walkin
That’s what their about to do
I don’t care what size you wear just grow a pair
Why don’t you grow a pair…of boots
Grow some boooooo-oo-oots
Once upon a time
You’d jump through hoops to be with me
Yeah, girls’ night with the bachelor,
You’d show up with wine and cheese
Seems like things have changed
Now you’re just taking me for granted
I kissed a prince and got frog
My oh my, ain’t that romantic
This fairy tale is over,
Now all I do is dirty laundry,
And it’s just not working for me
Why don’t you treat this lady right ?
Go on and Take me out tonight
Would it kill you to take my hand
Ya Act like a boy and boy I need a man
These heels were made for walkin
that’s what their about to do
I don’t care what size you wear just grow a pair
Why don’t you grow a pair…of boots
Grow some boooooo-oo-oots
Come on come, it’ll be fun
I know where to find em two for one
Come on come on, ditch those shoes
It’s high time to grow some boots
Why don’t you treat this lady right ?
Go on and Take me out tonight
Would it kill you to take my hand
Ya Act like a boy and boy I need a man
These heels were made for walkin
that’s what their about to do
I don’t care what size you wear just grow a pair
Why don’t you grow a pair…of boots
Grow some boooooo-oo-oots