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 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… 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… 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 wanted 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 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… 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… lyricstranslate.com
We always need one leftist neo puritan making an absolutely pointless and judgemental comment like this, even though "consenting adults" is the standard for literally every other thing, no matter how sick or disgusting.
