• Violão
• Guitarra
• Teclado
• Cavaquinho
• Contra-baixo
• Bateria
• Gaita
• Guitar Pro

Tom: F

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

  Refrão:

  Am
  You can be the boss, daddy

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

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

  Am
  He had a cigarette with his number on it
  Em
  He gave it over to me, "do you want it?"
  Dm
  I knew it was wrong but I palmed it
  Em
  I saved it, I waited, I called it
  Am
  The liquor on your lips, the liquor on your lips
  Em
  The liquor on your lips makes you dangerous
  Dm
  I knew it was wrong, I'm beyond it
  Em
  I tried to be strong but I lost it.