You can be the boss — Lana Del Rey: текст песни

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 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 bones, sick as a dog You know that I like, I like you a lot, Don't let it stop

Had a cigarette with his number on it He gave it over to me, do you want it 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 be the boss, daddy you can be the boss Taste like a keg party back on the sauce Don't let it stop You can be the boss daddy, you can be the boss Bad to the bones, sick as a dog You know that I like, I like you a lot, Don't let it stop

White corvette like I wanted 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

I need you, I need you babe Like I never needed anyone You're wrong but you're so much fun You said you treat them mean To keep them keen, you're not that nice But you taste like the fourth of July, Malt liquor on your breath my my

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