These boots are made for working. That's just what they do. One of these days I'm gonna have to buy some new boots. Oh, Mondays I'm so tired. Wednesday's halfway home. Friday's just another day when the weekend never comes. I need you To show me how it ends, What goes where, and who's my friend. I need you. You're my heroine. You're in my blood, and blood is in my heart again. I think I like this rain now. It's better than the summer time. I feel like I could be born again. Right now, I'm broken inside. Oh, Tuesdays I sometimes smile. Thursdays I feel bad. Saturday's the worst of all, shouldn't be working. I need you To show me how it ends, What goes where, and who's my friend. I need you. You're my heroine. You're in my blood, and blood is in my heart again. I don't wanna die like this, With a hammer in my hand, Instead of playing in the band. I think clouds are rolling in. You are my sunshine. You are my sunshine. Oh, Sunday something's different. Sundays I think I know Nothing from the week before matters anymore. These boots are made for working. That's just what they do. One of these days I'm gonna have to buy some new boots.