You Can Be The Boss taby ukulele według Lana Del Rey (Chwyty barytonu)

Eb
You taste like the fourth of July
Cm
Malt liquor on your breath, my, my
Eb                           Cm
I love you but I don't know why


Gm
You can be the boss, daddy
You can be the boss
Dm
Taste like a keg party, back on the sauce
Cm
I like you a lot, I like you a lot
Dm
Don't let it stop

Gm
You can be the boss, daddy
You can be the boss
Dm
Bad to the bone, sick as a dog
Cm
You know that I like, like you a lot
Dm
Don't let it stop

Gm
He had a cigarette with his number on it
Dm
He gave it over to me, "do you want it?"
Cm
I knew it was wrong but I palmed it
Dm
I saved it, I waited, I called it

Gm
The liquor on your lips, the liquor on your lips
Dm
The liquor on your lips makes you dangerous
Cm
I knew it was wrong, I'm beyond it
Dm
I tried to be strong but I lost it.

Eb
You taste like the fourth of July
Cm
Malt liquor on your breath, my, my

Gm
You can be the boss, daddy
You can be the boss
Dm
Taste like a keg party, back on the sauce
Cm
I like you a lot, I like you a lot
Dm
Don't let it stop

Gm
You can be the boss, daddy
You can be the boss
Dm
Bad to the bone, sick as a dog
Cm
You know that I like, I like you a lot
Dm
Don't let it stop

Gm
He has a white Corvette like I want it
Dm
A fire in his eyes, no, I saw it
Cm
He's bleeding from his brain and his wallet
Dm
He's sick and he's taken, but honest
Gm
The liquor on your lips, the liquor on your lips
Dm
The liquor on his lips I just can't resist
Cm
As close as I'll get to the darkness
Dm
He tells me to “Shut up, I got this.”

Eb
You taste like the fourth of July
Cm
Malt liquor on your breath, my, my

Gm
You can be the boss, daddy
You can be the boss
Dm
Taste like a keg party, back on the sauce
Cm
I like you a lot, I like you a lot
Dm
Don't let it stop

Gm
You can be the boss, daddy
You can be the boss
Dm
Bad to the bone, sick as a dog
Cm
You know that I like, like you a lot
Dm
Don't let it stop

Gm          F
I need you, I need you babe
Eb
Like I never needed anyone
Dm
You're wrong but you're so much fun
Gm
You say you treat 'em mean to keep 'em keen 
F
you're not that nice

Eb
But you taste like the Fourth of July
Cm                          
Malt liquor on your breath, my, my...

Gm
You can be the boss, daddy
You can be the boss
Dm
Taste like a keg party, back on the sauce
Cm
I like you a lot, I like you a lot
Dm
Don't let it stop

Gm
You can be the boss, daddy
You can be the boss
Dm
Bad to the bone, sick as a dog
Cm
You know that I like, like you a lot
Dm
Don't let it stop