Young Girls sing and play along

I spend all my money on a big old fancy car for these brighteyed 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 believing my own lies like ev'rything 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 back to you,

you, you, you,

ooh, ooh, woo.

You, you, you,

ooh, ooh, woo.

Yeah, you, you,

you, ooh, ooh, woo.

You, you, you,

ooh, ooh, woo.

Yeah, 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.