| I like Kentucky bourbon, and sometimes I smoke weed
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| I like crazy women, and they like me
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| I like a smokey beach bar, full of all my friends
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| What I call a good time some call sin, sin
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| I like the feel of leaving, to go find something new
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| Ain’t nothing like the freedom of being loose, being loose
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| It feels like something’s happening', I ain’t sure what to do
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| No I ain’t quite ready to say goodnight to you
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| Maybe it’s the music, or maybe it’s your smile
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| But I’m thinking pretty girl,
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| Won’t you hang a while
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| I’m the kind of rambler, gone before the dawn
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| I think I wanna wake up in your arms
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| I ain’t talking baby’s, no white house no picket fence
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| Something about you baby, with me makes sense, makes sense
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| I like Kentucky bourbon, and I’ve been known to smoke weed
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| I like crazy women, and they like me
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| I like being single, ain’t no ring on my hand
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| Maybe if I’m lucky I can be your man |