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 Im 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
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
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
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
Know that I like, I 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 the keen, you're not that nice
But you taste like the fourth of the 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
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
Writer(s): Alexis Smith, Joe Henson, Elizabeth Grant
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