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You taste like the 4th 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
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
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 me: "Do you want it?"
Knew it was wrong but I palmed it
I saved it, I waited, I called it
Liquor on your lips, 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 4th of July
Malt liquor on your breath, my my
You can be the boss, daddy
You can the boss
Taste like a keg party, back on the sauce
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
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 4th of July
Malt liquor on your breath, my my
You can be the boss, daddy
You can the boss
Taste like a keg party, back on the sauce
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
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 4th of July
Malt liquor on your breath, my my
You can be the boss, daddy
You can the boss
Taste like a keg party, back on the sauce
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
Know that I like, like you a lot
Don't let it stop,
Don't let it stop
Translate to:
You taste like the 4th 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
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
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 me: "Do you want it?"
Knew it was wrong but I palmed it
I saved it, I waited, I called it
Liquor on your lips, 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 4th of July
Malt liquor on your breath, my my
You can be the boss, daddy
You can the boss
Taste like a keg party, back on the sauce
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
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 4th of July
Malt liquor on your breath, my my
You can be the boss, daddy
You can the boss
Taste like a keg party, back on the sauce
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
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 4th of July
Malt liquor on your breath, my my
You can be the boss, daddy
You can the boss
Taste like a keg party, back on the sauce
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
Know that I like, like you a lot
Don't let it stop,
Don't let it stop