You Can Be The Boss
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... 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 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... 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.