
I spent all my money on a big ol' fancy carFor these bright-eyed honiesOh, yeah, you know who you areKeep me up 'til the sun is high'Til the birds start calling my nameI'm addicted and I don't know whyGuess I've always been this wayAll these roads steer me wrongBut I still drive them all night long, all night longAll you young wild girlsYou make a mess of meYeah, you young wild girlsYou'll be the death of me, the death of meAll you young wild girlsNo...