Young Girls

I spend all my money
Bought 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 always come back to you
Come back to you

I get lost under these lights
I get lost in the words I say
Start believin' 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 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 always come back to you
Come back to you



Credits
Writer(s): Emile Haynie, Jeffrey Bhasker, Philip Martin Ii Lawrence, Peter Gene Hernandez, Ari Levine, Mac Davis
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