No Zipper

I have tightened those laced mices
Surround the homestead, ah, shed no rices
Ices ices ices ices
Who put ice in my boots?
Oh my
I stay shiny with satin laces
It will put a smile on that young man’s fancy faces
Faces faces faces faces
Who filled my boots with faces?
Oh my
No zipper for me!
Icy spicy fancy faces
Let me out, throw me up
Shine my boots and drink my sup
Icy spicy fancy faces
Let me out, throw me up
Shine my boots and drink my sup
Don’t believe I told you these boots I have will bite
I can take them on or off with no light
Tape tape tape tape
Who stuffed tape in my boots?
Was it you, Stevie? (uh uh)
Oh my
Let me out and throw me up
Shine my boots, drink my sup
Untangle this lace
(with tape or rape)