You Can Be The Boss Lyrics - Singles - Lana Del Rey

You taste like the Fourth of July 

Malt liquor on your breath, my, my 

I love you but I don't know why... 

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 

Don't 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 

Don't let it stop... 

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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, I'm beyond it 

I tried to be strong but I lost it. 

You taste like the Fourth of July 

Malt liquor on your breath, my, my... 

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 

Don't let it stop... 

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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 

Don't let it stop... 

He has a white Corvette like I want it 

A fire in his eyes, no, I saw it 

He's bleeding from his brain and his wallet 

He's sick and he's taken but honest 

The liquor on your lips, the liquor on your lips 

The liquor on his lips I just can't resist 

As close as I'll 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... 

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 

Don't 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 

Don't let it stop... 

I need you, I need you babe 

Like I never needed anyone 

You're wrong but you're so much fun 

You say you treat 'em mean to keep 'em keen - you're not that nice 

But you taste like the Fourth of July 

Malt liquor on your breath, my, my... 

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 

Don't 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 

Don't let it stop...