Stop That/Love It: Staples

Good Lord, this song is so God awful that I won't make you listen to it, and honestly, I really can't stand Ke$ha aside from the select handful of traits that I can count on my left hand. In all seriousness though, this song, rather this poor attempt at lyric writing, is rather explanative of two key elements in my life. Hence, "Boots and Boys":

Boots and boys, oh

I think it's time that I mention

I've got myself an obsession

For the smell, for the touch

Keep that scruff lookin' rough

I know I've got myself a habit

But I gotta have it now

I don't care where, work it out

Let me break it down

I try it on, I take it off

So what you got?

Something 'bout boots and boys

They bring me so much joy

I gotta say it, I wear 'em both so pretty as I walk in the city

Watch out, boots and boys

Give me boots and boys

Give me boots and boys, boys

I'm keeping quite the collection

Take nothing less than perfection

Cowboy boots, cowboy boys

Oh, the joy

My men drop beats like a bomb

Excuse me now, huh?

Wind me up, spin me 'round

Oh, lookie what I found

Boots and boys

They bring me so much joy

I gotta say it, I wear 'em both so pretty as I walk in the city

Watch out, boots and boys

Give me boots and boys

(Crazy for you, crazy for you)

Give me boots and boys

(I'm crazy for you, crazy for you)

Give me boots and boys

(Crazy for you, crazy for you)

Give me boots and boys, boys, oh, oh

Hey, hey, hey, watcha looking at?

Hey, hey, hey, something you can't have

They've got me looking rad

You feelin' that?

Boots and boys

They bring me so much joy

I gotta say it, I wear 'em both so pretty as I walk in the city

Watch out, boots and boys

Something 'bout boots and boys

They bring me so much joy

I gotta say it, I wear 'em both so pretty as I walk in the city

Watch out, boots and boys

Give me boots and boys

(Crazy for you, crazy for you)

Give me boots and boys

(I'm crazy for you, crazy for you)

Give me boots and boys

(Crazy for you, crazy for you)

Give me boots and boys, boys, oh, oh

Boots and boys

Boots and boys, oh

And now, as retribution for that abhorrent mess above, let's drool:

Who are these men? I don't care. Google "shirtless men" and have yourself a party. And these boots? Stalk Shopbop and see why I'm obsessed, though unfortunately too broke to buy. Also, yes, I'm including booties in this post too. Deal with it.