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"You Can Be the Boss" is an unreleased song written by Lana Del Rey, Joe Henson and Alexis Smith during 2010. It received many positive reviews during her rise with "Video Games" during Summer, 2011. It is registered on ASCAP and ISWC.

Music video

Del Rey created a homemade music video for the song. Like most of her old music videos, it featured clips of Del Rey herself singing along to the song and clips she gathered from old films.

Live performances

Del Rey performed the song live many times at her concerts in 2011. On May 7, 2015, Del Rey performed this song on the opening day of the Endless Summer Tour in The Woodlands, Texas alongside the other unreleased songs "Serial Killer" and "Us Against the World".[1][2][3]

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 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

References

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