Young Girls

I spend all my money on a big old fancy car for these bright eyed honeys.

Oh yeah, (D)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,

(E)but I still drive them all night long,

(F#m)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,

(A)yeah, (C#m)you young, wild girls, I always come back to you,

come back to (E)you.

(E)I get lost under these lights;

I get lost in the words I say,

start believing my own lies like (D)ev'rything will be okay.

Oh, I still dream of a simple life:

boy meets girl, makes her his wife.

But (F#m)love don't exist when you live like this;

that much I know, yes, I know.

All these (D)roads steer me wrong,

but I still drive them all night (F#m)long,

(E)all night (D)long.

All you young,

You, you, ooh, ooh, woo.

You, you, you,

ooh, ooh, (E)woo.

Yeah, you, you,

you, ooh, ooh, woo.

(C#m)You, you, you,

ooh, woo.

(E)All you young, wild girls,

you make a mess of me.

(C#)Yeah, you young, wild girls,

you'll be the death of me,

the death of me.