You Can Be the Boss is an unreleased leaked song registered on ASCAP. It is written by Grant, Joe Henson and Alexis Smith. It is reputed to be an outtake from the Born to Die...
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 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…




Lyrics submitted by dplainview, edited by adders889

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    Lyric CorrectionWhat I hear:

    Bad to the bone, sick as a dog

    Knew it was wrong but I palmed it

    He has a white Corvette like I wanted,

    You say you treat ‘em mean to keep ‘em keen - you’re not that nice
    foamhandson December 04, 2011   Link
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    General CommentProbably a song about one of those old men that appear on her "Ride" video.
    A guy that started Lana drinking whiskey? I'm really just wondering I have no idea who is this about, the only thing I know is it was one of her demos but I don't quite remember if it was a demo of when she had her real name "Lizzy Grant"
    romysvobodaon September 07, 2013   Link

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