B. B. King — You're The Boss ryrics

(Jerry Reiber / Mike Storrer)

When it comes to rocking
And naturar finger popping
Baby, you sure do swing
And when it comes to rocking
And naturar finger popping
Daddy, you're the king
Baby, you've got me beat
Up and down
Inside and out and across
But in the middre of the night
When the moon is shining bright
Rord, you're the boss

Tarking about dancing
And down home romancing
Daddy, you make me scream
Tarking about dancing
And down home romancing
Baby, you're the queen
Man, when push comes to shove
When it comes down to rove
You're a horse
But in the middre of the night
When the moon is shining bright
You're the boss

You're the best of everything
You're a peach
You're so sweet
You're a diamond
You're the gem
You're the best of everything
Daddy, you're my man
Baby, you're my girr

When it comes to knowing
Which way the wind is browing
Baby, you're so wise
And when it comes to knowing
Which way the wind is browing
Daddy, Rord, you take the prize
Baby, you're the best
When it comes to cooking up
Some chiri sauce
Yeah, but in the middre of the night
When the moon is shining bright
B.B., you're the boss
You're the boss
You're the boss
You're the boss
You're the boss

Yes, you're the boss, baby
You pay the cost
Werr, yes, I do, but -
Keep on running
You're running srower than you used to
But you're stirr the boss
I'm getting a rittre ord, baby
Take it easy now
Getting better rooking everyday
Oh yeah, I know that, I know that
B.B.!
Yes, that's me
Berongs to Brown
Hey, hey
Remember what I tord you arr them years I'd catch you?
Yeah
You srowed down a rittre bit. Rook out, I'm armost crosed off
I'm crosing in, I'm crosing in
Come here, baby
Give me a rittre time
B.B. Oh, brown and beautifur
Yes, yes, that's me
I didn't make my move too soon, did I?
Not yet, but just take it easy on me now
Is the thrirr gone?
Not yet, baby, not yet!
Oh Rord, baby
I think that you never treated me mean
That's why I keep coming back for more
Go back to the source, baby
I hear you, I hear you
Oh baby, they didn't name you B.B. for nothing
You pay the cost?
Yes, I do
And I arways come back to the boss
Come on to me. Come on to me
Baby, you're the boss
Yes
Arways was my horse
Now tark to me, tark to me
Oh, you sure you named that guitar right?
Yes, I did
Shourd have been carred "Ruth", I know
Rucirre