@ClassicPurpleRoses
I hope you like it
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…
I couldn't believe he did that. I stood in catering covered in whatever Corey had in his bowl. "Are you fucking kidding me?!" I said. "Maybe you should watch where you're going, Dixie." Corey smirked. "You're an asshole, Corey!" I said before storming off. I stormed into the locker room. Alexa jumped when the door slammed against the wall. "Are you okay, Dixie?" She asked. "No. Corey ruined my outfit. What am I supposed to wear to the club tonight?" I asked her, pulling out my wrestling gear. Alexa laughs as she digs through her bag. I glare at her. "It's not funny, Lex. He's really been an ass lately." I told her, pulling on my gear. "Could it be because you've been talking and getting close to his best friend?" I looked at her. "He's doing this because I'm talking to Baron? Is he that petty?" I asked bewildered. Alexa shrugs and throws a dress at me. "You can wear this, but I want it back." She said. I smile and put it in my suitcase. "Thanks, Lexy." I told her.
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…
After Raw was over, Alexa helped me put the dress on and redo my hair. I kept the makeup from tonight. "You look hot. You ready?" She asked. I nod and we head out. After a few drinks and a few songs, I was loosened up and the problem from earlier was forgotten, until Corey walked over. "Where did you get that dress?" He asked. "None of your business. That's where." I told him. He glared at me. "You shouldn't be wearing a dress that short."
"Seriously, Corey? We broke up. You don't get to be jealous. Not anymore." I said, standing up and walking away. "I'm not done talking to you." Corey said. "I'm done talking with you." I shot back. I found Alexa and Alicia. "Since when do you associate with us?" Alicia asked. "Since Corey won't leave me alone. Besides, Alexa and I are good friends." I said. I noticed Corey watching me. Baron found me a few minutes later. We began talking and I felt Corey's stare intensify. A few hours later, I decided to head back to the hotel. Baron offered to go with me, but I declined. "You really shouldn't be going alone." Baron said. "Okay. You can take me back to the hotel." He hailed a taxi and we went to the hotel. He walked me to my room and kissed my cheek before leaving. I didn't notice Corey watching down the hall.
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…
The next day I was hanging out with Alexa when Corey approached us. "Dude, leave her alone. You have a girlfriend. Stop obssessing over Dixie." She said before leading me away from Corey. "I guess he can only be happy and be with someone." Alexa said. I shrug and sigh. "I don't really care." After awhile she decided to head back. I decided to keep exploring around the city. After Alexa left, Corey showed up in a white Corvette.
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…
"Come on. I'll take you back to the hotel." He said. "Fine." I said. I climbed in and we went back to the hotel. We walked to my room and I invited him in. "Care to tell me why you've been acting like a possesive boyfriend?" I ask him while putting my purse on the table. "I'm still in love with you." He said. "I need you back."
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…
"There were other ways of telling me that." I told him. He sighed. "I know. I broke up with Amiee. She was only into me for my money." He said. "Oh! What a shocker."
"Don't be a bitch." Corey said. "Or what? You'll spank me?" I said before slipping into the bathroom to slip on the dress from last night. "Where in the hell do you think you're going dressed like that?" Corey asked. "To dinner. I have a dinner date tonight." I said, curling my hair. "With who?"
"Baron. Is that a problem?" I ask. Corey was livid. "You're going to go out with my best friend after I just told you I still love you and broke up with my girlfriend?!" He yelled. "Pretty much, yeah." I said with a smile. Corey walks over and pins me against the sink. "I don't think so." He said before crashing his lips to mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he lifted me onto the sink. We broke apart and looked at each other. "Is it too late to tell you I lied?" I ask him. Corey looks at me confused. "This was a set up. I'm not really going to dinner with Baron." I told him. Corey laughs and kisses me again. "That's okay. I just want to rip this dress of you." He said. "Please don't. This dress is a loan." I told him. "From who?"
"Alexa." Corey smiles. "Remind me to thank her." He said before picking me up and carrying me to the bed. I look up at him and whisper in his ear, "You can be the boss, daddy." That sent him over the edge.
Corey and I made up that day and have been together ever since.
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…