Young Girls

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I spent all my money on a big old fancy car

For these bright eyed honeys

Oh yeah, you know who you are

Keep me up 'til the sun is high

'Til the birds start calling my name

I'm addicted and I don't know why

Guess I've always been this way

All these roads steer me wrong

But I still drive them all night long, all night long

All you young wild girls

You make a mess of me

Yeah, you young wild girls

You'll be the death of me, the death of me

All you young wild girls

No matter what you do

Yeah, you young wild girls

I'll always come back to you, come back to you

I get lost under these lights

I get lost in the words I say

Start believing my own lies

Like everything will be okay

Oh, I still dream of a simple life

Boy meets girl, makes her his wife

But love don't exist when you live like this that much I know, yes I know

All these roads steer me wrong

But I still drive them all night long, all night long

All you young wild girls

You make a mess of me

Yeah you young wild girls

You'll be the death of me, the death of me

All you young wild girls

No matter what you do

Yeah, you young wild girls

I'll always come back to you, come back to you

You, you

You, you, you

Yeah you, you, you

You, you, you

All you young wild girls

You make a mess of me

Yeah you young wild girls

You'll be the death of me, the death of me

All you young wild girls

No matter what you do

Yeah, you young wild girls

I'll always come back to you, come back to you

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