You Can Be the Boss
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, 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
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, like you a lot
Don't let it stop (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 (Don't let it stop)
He has a white corvette like I want it
A fire in his eyes, know, 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, like you a lot
Don't let it stop (Don't let it stop)
You can be the boss, daddy
You can be the
Bad to the bone, sick as a
You know that I like, like you a lot
Don't let it stop
You can be the boss, daddy
You can be the
Bad to the bone, sick as a
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
But you, 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 (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 (Don't let it stop)
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, 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
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, like you a lot
Don't let it stop (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 (Don't let it stop)
He has a white corvette like I want it
A fire in his eyes, know, 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, like you a lot
Don't let it stop (Don't let it stop)
You can be the boss, daddy
You can be the
Bad to the bone, sick as a
You know that I like, like you a lot
Don't let it stop
You can be the boss, daddy
You can be the
Bad to the bone, sick as a
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
But you, 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 (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 (Don't let it stop)
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