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The Boots Are Back In Town

Come on in boys have a seat mama and "the boots" are back You know the ones, those thigh high red suede boots, any others hangin around are just imitations You there, you remember the boots I am sure, sorry about the broken arm n all but you shouldn't of stolen them, I know, I know you just borrowed them, Miss, with your new figure the boots should look better than eve on your, they make everyone look good Hey Pops, I know your took a turn in them, behind closed doors of course how was the fit, bit wobbly dancin around in them were you, Hey you new guys and gals who are not familar with the boots maybe I will just have to reintroduce them, here, you'll get to know the place, it is called The Inkwell" Many of the old timers can tell you all about it the table dancin all sorts of gettin down things Prancin, dancin to the song Honey Honey, Santa's got a Brand New Bag Blues that sort of thing, the stuffs that makes ya laugh, makes ya want to come back time after time Hey, me n the boots gotta boggie but check back now n again me n the boots will be here, yeah were back

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