Lana Del Rey - You Can Be The Boss (Live at Concert Privé) - Instrumental
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- Опубликовано: 15 ноя 2024
- Lana Del Rey - You Can Be The Boss (Live at Concert Privé) - Instrumental
Please let me know if you use this instrumental, I'd love to hear your covers !
The bass is so nice. Also she amazing voice even fitting the lyrics.
I ate that
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...
You can be the BWOSS * 😜 I loved when she had that New York accent… ☺️
perfect!!!!
hello girl nice song
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, 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 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
But you, 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
All the gin joints
In all the towns in all the world
She walks into mine
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