I used to have a boyfriendYou know the kind your mum would likeI brought him these great R.M. bootsHe said no, they're not my styleSo I dug my heels right inAnd I refused to cryHe just stood there in his slip-onsAs I kissed that boy goodbyeCHORUS (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 bootsLike you to meet my new boyfriendHe's from west of Timber CreekWhere the boys are born in BlundstonesThey wear 'em seven days a weekCHORUSThey wear 'em out in WintonThose boys are countryfiedThey're livin' lovin' legendsThey'll keep me satisfiedCHORUSOh that's what I likeI like boys in boots