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