Seven Years in These Boots

I was younger, oh, I was young
A snakebite and a half, and I was anyone’s
And I’d smoke 'til my mouth was full
I was seventeen and stupid
Thought I was twenty-two and cool
You were younger, tell me, you were young
A Patti Smith album? Well, I’d never heard one
You lick Woodbine and talk like God
And I worshiped you
And I worshiped you
Now after seven years of my life
I saw you just the other night
Saw you and your friend
She was intelligent then
She was intelligent then
I made you laugh, I know what made you laugh
You let me up and made me lay down on the garden path
You said, «Boy, let me make myself clear»
«I'm gonna leave you here»
«I'm gonna leave you here»
So when I saw you the other day
I said I don’t care anyway
Yeah, I put you in your place
I never forget a face
I never forget a face
Seven years…