Young Girls (оригинал [bad word] Mars)

I spent all my money on a big ol' fancy car
For these bright eyed honeys.
Oh yeah, you know who you are.
Keep me up till the sun is high,
Till the birds stop calling my name,
I'm addicted and I don't know why,
Guess, I've always been this way.

All these roads would still be 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'll [bad word] back to you, [bad word] back to you.

I get lost under these lights,
I get lost in the words I say,
Stop believing my own lies,
Like everything will be okay.
Oh, I still dream of 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 would still be 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'll [bad word] back to you, [bad word] back to you.
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'll [bad word] back to you, [bad word] back to you.