Living before the war, Keeping soldiers in a drawer. Fighting battles in your head, Boots of leather, Coats of red. Living before the war, Playing soldiers on the floor. Fighting battles across the bed, Boots of leather, Coats of red. Woman prepare yourself, For love may come your way. Woman protect yourself, Make ready for that day. Go now and arm yourself, For love will cross your path. And don’t be the first to shoot, But don’t you be the last. Living before the war, Was never really living at all. Little soldiers, they rise and fall, Boots and coats, and hearts, and all. Living before the war, What have we been waiting for. We can play this game instead, All our soldiers lying dead. Living before the war, Keeping soldiers in a drawer. Fighting battles in your head, Boots of leather, Coats of red.