Kentucky II

I was driving, just a masking A mile out, oh 'til I'm gone Like a cool breeze, on the riverside And her addiction was a friend of mine She's got hard rhythm, so much rhythm And I'll just ride it out, maybe I'll choke her out Always standing, always waiting Are the infinite answers on the other side of yours? Ah, ah, oh, whoa Ah, ah, oh, whoa Precision like the pen, she was made just to win All the other ones, born to lose, baby Transitions and names mean nothing, so choose Simplify me, don't deny me That river bourbon Kentucky, confide in me Oh Ah, ah, oh, whoa Ah, ah, oh, whoa Ah, ah, oh, whoa, oh, oh Ah, ah, oh, whoa, oh, oh Oh (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) Oh