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28 You Can Be the Boss You Can Be the Boss Producer 1 viewer420.5K views You Can Be the Boss Lyrics You taste like the fourth of July Malt liquor on your breath, my, my I love you but I dont know why [Chorus] You can be the boss, daddy You can be the boss Taste like a keg party, back on the sauce I like you a lot, I like you a lot Dont let it stop You can be the boss, daddy You can be the boss Bad to the bone, sick as a dog You know that I like, like you a lot Dont let it stop [Verse 1] He had a cigarette with his number on it He gave it over to me, Do you want it? I knew it was wrong but I palmed it I saved it, I waited, I called it The liquor on your lips, the liquor on your lips The liquor on your lips makes you dangerous I knew it was wrong, Im beyond it I tried to be strong but I lost it [Pre-Chorus] You taste like the fourth of July Malt liquor on your breath, my, my [Chorus] You can be the boss, daddy You can be the boss Taste like a keg party, back on the sauce I like you a lot, I like you a lot Dont let it stop You can be the boss, daddy You can be the boss Bad to the bone, sick as a dog You know that I like, like you a lot Dont let it stop [Verse 2] He has a white corvette like I want it A fire in his eyes, know, I saw it Hes bleeding from his brain and his wallet Hes sick and hes taken but honest The liquor on your lips, the liquor on your lips The liquor on his lips I just cant resist As close as Ill get to the darkness He tells me to, Shut up, I got this You taste like the fourth of July Malt liquor on your breath, my, my [Chorus] You can be the boss, daddy You can be the boss Taste like a keg party, back on the sauce I like you a lot, I like you a lot Dont let it stop You can be the boss, daddy You can be the boss Bad to the bone, sick as a dog You know that I like, like you a lot Dont let it stop [Verse 2] He has a white corvette like I want it A fire in his eyes, know, I saw it Hes bleeding from his brain and his wallet Hes sick and hes taken but honest The liquor on your lips, the liquor on your lips The liquor on his lips I just cant resist As close as Ill get to the darkness He tells me to, Shut up, I got this [Pre-Chorus] You taste like the fourth of July Malt liquor on your breath, my, my [Chorus] You can be the boss, daddy You can be the boss Taste like a keg party, back on the sauce I like you a lot, I like you a lot Dont let it stop You can be the boss, daddy You can be the boss Bad to the bone, sick as a dog You know that I like, like you a lot Dont let it stop [Bridge] I need you, I need you babe Like I never needed anyone Youre wrong but youre so much fun You say you treat 'em mean To keep 'em keen But you, you're not that nice But you taste like the fourth of July Malt liquor on your breath, my, my You taste like the fourth of July Malt liquor on your breath, my, my [Chorus] You can be the boss, daddy You can be the boss Taste like a keg party, back on the sauce I like you a lot, I like you a lot Dont let it stop You can be the boss, daddy You can be the boss Bad to the bone, sick as a dog You know that I like, like you a lot Dont let it stop [Bridge] I need you, I need you babe Like I never needed anyone Youre wrong but youre so much fun You say you treat 'em mean To keep 'em keen But you, you're not that nice But you taste like the fourth of July Malt liquor on your breath, my, my [Chorus] You can be the boss, daddy You can be the boss Taste like a keg party, back on the sauce I like you a lot, I like you a lot Dont let it stop You can be the boss, daddy You can be the boss Bad to the bone, sick as a dog You know that I like, like you a lot Dont let it stop [Outro] All the gin joints In all the towns in all the world She walks into mine You can be the boss, daddy You can be the boss Taste like a keg party, back on the sauce I like you a lot, I like you a lot Dont let it stop You can be the boss, daddy You can be the boss Bad to the bone, sick as a dog You know that I like, like you a lot Dont let it stop [Outro] All the gin joints In all the towns in all the world She walks into mine About Song Bio You Can Be the Boss is an unreleased track by Lana Del Rey
