Boots

I got Nikes for the gym
Tevas for the beach
A couple pair of Dusters that I'm really tryna keep
I might as well burn 'em in a fire as high as the moon
Yeah

I'm talkin' high-top, flip-flop
Pair of camouflage Crocs
Old-school checkered Vans
Closed-toed Birkenstock
End of the day you know I gotta go to my go tos
Yeah

'Cause my baby likes better in boots
When I get to slippin' in 'em with some demin ya'll I can't lose
Whoa no
Wouldn't be caught dead two steppin' in designer shoes
'Cause my baby likes me better in boots
She like me better in

Snip toe, square toe, snakeskin
Toffee caimen belly coming up to my shin
Leather on the bottom
Lizard on the toe
Old brown goat colour of a dirt road
Chocolate Lucchese
Full quill Tecova
Any of those or my daddy's old Ropers

And my baby likes me better in boots, woo
When I get to slippin' in 'em with some demin ya'll I can't lose
Whoa no
Wouldn't be caught dead two steppin' in designer shoes
'Cause my baby likes me better in
Boots
Boots
Boots
Boots
She do, she do, yeah she do

Never know when my baby wanna go dancin'
So you know I always stay prepared
Somewhere in the backseat of my old Chevvy
I always got a couple of extra pairs

'Cause my baby likes me better in boots, woo
When I get to slippin' in 'em with some demin ya'll I can't lose
Whoa no
Wouldn't be caught dead two steppin' in no Golden Goose
'Cause my baby likes me better in
My baby likes me better in
My baby likes me better in
Boots