size two pair of boots
I ain't ever gonna sell them,
that's the truth
They ain't for walkin' around
this town on the ground
Special kind of shoes, the best I've found
Ah -ha -ha
Ah -ha -ha
Ah -ha -ha
Ah -ha -ha
Well, they're kind of small,
but there's a reason for that
They go with the jacket
and the itty -bitty hat
Here's my boy, he's on his way
and I can tell you for sure
He'll be drivin' girls wild
by the time he's four
Ha -ha -ha
Ha -ha -ha
Ha -ha -ha
Ha -ha -ha
Cause he'll rock like Elvis,
he'll sing like Jones
He's born to be wild and
bad to the bone
He'll have his mama's good looks,
his daddy's keen eye
There ain't a bullet in the eye
we won't be able to ride
Well, happened like
this without a word of a lie
One night when I was singing a lullaby
I had him in my arms
when I noticed that curl
It's when I realized my boy was a girl
Uh -huh
One, two, three, four, listen
Uh -huh, uh -huh
Uh -huh, uh
Uh -huh, uh -huh
Well, she fits in boots
She looks real smart
That sweet little girl has
stolen my heart
She's got a mama's good looks
And you know what that means
I'll be guarding the door
till she's thirty -three
Uh -huh -huh
Uh -huh -huh
Uh -huh -huh
Uh -huh -huh
She's got a size two pair
of boots
She's got a size two
pair of boots
She's got a size two pair
of boots
She's got a size two pair of birds,