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Walking down the street in the city
Now I am one of the boys, looking pretty
And people turn their heads as I walk by
And girls says to me; if you don't want me I must die
But I ignore them, I aint got the time
I keep on walking as horny girls stand in line
'Cause I know they are after my shoes
My tiny red dr. martens boots
I know, I know
Everybody wants my dr. martens boots
Went into a pub to get a beer
When everybody stopped talking and started to stare
The pub owner said; you'll get anything for free
But I know what he wanted out of me
I can't just give away my new air wear
Then I could go around naked for what I care
My martens is the only thing I wear
My martens is the only thing I hold dear