Cherry Red Boots

I saw you walking down a summer-side country lane
 Straight out of fields of wheat and grain
 In through the tail of my uptown train
 Came your white-laced cherry red knee-high boots
 I recall it was a blue-gray winter's day
 When the skies opened up to rain
 Dragging a silver chain
 Came your white-laced cherry red knee-high boots
 They were very red, cherry red knee-high boots
 No square-heeled steel-toed skinhead cop
 Is gonna cut you down once you make the top
 All the other girls are dying to know
 (Where in the world did you get those?)
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 They're not the corner store or pornographic plastic kind
 They're the kind with a neon shine
 And a heel like a roll of dimes
 Was your white-laced cherry red knee-high boots
 They were very red, cherry red knee-high boots
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 All the other girls are dying to know
 All the other girls are dying to know
 (Where in the world did you get those?)
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 Came your white-laced cherry red knee-high boots
 They were very red, cherry red knee-high boots