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  CHORUS   (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