I used to have a boyfriend
You know the kind your mum would like
I brought him these great R.M. boots
He said no, they're not my style
So I dug my heels right in
And I refused to cry
He just stood there in his slip-ons
As I kissed that boy goodbye
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(I like)
Boys in boots boys in boots
When you're steppin' out there ain't no substitute
Oh that's what I like
I like boys in boots
Like you to meet my new boyfriend
He's from west of Timber Creek
Where the boys are born in Blundstones
They wear 'em seven days a week
CHORUS
They wear 'em out in Winton
Those boys are countryfied
They're livin' lovin' legends
They'll keep me satisfied
CHORUS
Oh that's what I like
I like boys in boots