These Boots Are Made for Walking

Alle lieben Frank Sinatra - wir nicht.
 Alle lieben Robbie Williams - wir nicht.
 Wir stehen auf Frauen, wir lieben Nancy Sinatra.
 These Boots Are Made For Walking!
 You keep saying you got something for me
 Something you call love but confess
 You've been a-messin' where you shouldn't been a-messin'
 And someone else is getting all your best
 These boots are made for walking
 And that'll gonna do
 One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you
 Aaaah
 You keep lyin' you gut something truthin'
 And you keep losin' when you oughta not bet
 Well, you keep samin' when you oughta be a-changin'
 Well, right is right but you ain't been yet, ha ha ha ha haa
 These boots are made for walking
 And that'll gonna do
 One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you
 Aaaah
 Aaaah
 Aaaah
 These boots are made for walking
 And that'll gonna do
 Oh, one of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you
 Yeah-eah
 Uaaah
 These boots are made for walking
 And that'll gonna do
 One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you
 I wanna see your hands, come on
 Alle!
 You keep playin' the way you shouldn't be playin'
 And you keep losin' when you oughta not bet
 I just found me a brand new box of matches, yeah
 And what he knows you ain't had time to learn
 These boots are made for walkin'
 And that'll gonna do
 One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you
 Start walking boots
 Yaaaah
 Aaaah
 Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ha, ha, ha, haaa
 Vielen dank, das war The Busters Renterkorps hier:
 Jochen an der Gitarre, Gunther an der Schießbude,
 Mäx of Mexico am Bass,
 Fiesi Skaface McBamberg Martin Keller, Gitarre,
 Jan Brahms hier Posaune,
 und meine Wenigkeit der Klaus hier, wir lieben euch alle!