Young Girls

I spend (F)all my money on a (Am)big old fancy car for these (Dm)brighteyed honeys.

Oh yeah, (Bb)you know who you (C)are.

Keep me (F)up 'til the sun is high,

'til the (Am)birds start calling my name.

I'm (Dm)addicted, and I don't know why;

guess I've (Bb)always been this way.

All these roads steer me (C)wrong,

but I still drive them all night long,

all night long.

(Bb)All you (F)young, wild girls, you make a (Am)mess of me.

Yeah, you (Dm)young, wild girls, you'll be the (Bb)death of me,

the (C)death of me.

All you (F)young, wild girls, no matter (Am)what you do,

yeah, you (Dm)young, wild girls, I always come (Bb)back to you,

come (C)back to you.

(F)I get lost under these lights;

I get (Am)lost in the words I say,

start (Dm)believing my own lies like (Bb)ev'rything will be (C)okay.

Oh, (F)I still dream of a simple life:

(Am)boy meets girl, makes her his wife.

But (Dm)love don't exist when you live like this;

that much I (Bb)know, yes, I (C)know.

All these (Bb)roads steer me (C)wrong,

but I still drive them all night long,

all night (Bb)long.

(Bbm)All you (C)back to you,

(F)you, you, you,

(Am)ooh, ooh, woo.

(Dm)You, you, you,

(Bb)ooh, ooh, woo.

(C)Yeah, (F)you, you,

you, (Am)ooh, ooh, woo.

(Dm)You, you, you,

(Bb)ooh, ooh, woo.

(C)Yeah, All you (F)young, wild girls,

you make a (Am)mess of me.

(A)Yeah, you (Dm)young, wild girls, you'll be the (Bb)death of me,

the (C)death of me.

All you (F)young, wild girls, no matter (Am)what you do,

yeah, you (Dm)young, wild girls, I always come (Bb)back to you,