War Machine Gimme that thing and feed your war Push your foot to the floor Don't need no more You've been peeking all around While they're messing about Better get your name, come on in Make a stand, show your hand Call in the high command

Cause you know that in the end But I'm still in love You've been lyin' I've been cryin' You've been messin' I've been guessin' 'bout you You've been cheatin' I've been creepin' around You've been leavin'

You keep saying You've got something for me Something you call love but confess You've been a messing where you shouldn't a been a messing And now someone else is getting all your best These boots are made for walkin' And that's just what they'll do One