Letras/Lyrics de Bruno Mars

Letra con la Pronunciación Fonética: Young Girls de Bruno Mars

I spent all my money, bought a big old fancy car… Ay espent ol may many, bogt a big ol’ fancy car
For these bright-eyed honies… For diiz brai’t-ayd janis
Oh, yeah, you know who you are… Oh, yiea, yiu nou ju yiu ar
Keep me up ‘til the sun is high… Kiip mi ap til de san is jaig’
‘Til the birds start calling my name… Til de berds estar’ colin’ may neim
I’m addicted and I don’t know why… Aym adikted an’ ay dont nou wuay
Guess I’ve always been this way… Guess ayv olwueys biin dis wuey

[PRE-CHORUS]
All these roads steer me wrong… Ol diiz rouds estiir mi wruong
But I still drive them all night long, all night long… Baray estil draiv dem ol nai’ lon’, ol nai’t lon’

[CHORUS]
All you young wild girls… Ol yiu yion’ wuail’ guerls
You make a mess of me… Yiu meik a mess of mi
Yeah, you young wild girls… Yiea, yiu yion’ wuail’ guerls
You’ll be the death for me, the death for me… Yiul bi de det’ for mi, de detd for mi
All you young wild girls
No matter what you do… No marer wuat yio du
Yeah, you young wild girls
I’ll always come back to you, come back to you… Ayl olwueys kom bak tu yiu, kom bak tu yiu

I get lost under these lights… Ay guet lost ander diiz lai’ts
I get lost in the words I say… Ay guet lost in de wuords ay sey
Start believing my own lies… Estart bilivin’ may oun lais
Like “Everything will be okay”… Laik “Evrytdin’ wuil bi okey”
Oh, I still dream of a simple life… Oh, ay estil dshriim of a simpel laif
Boy meets girl, makes her his wife… Boy miits guerl, meiks ‘er jis waif
But love don’t exist… B’t lov dont ecsist
When you live like this… Wuen yiu liv laik dis
That much I know, yes I know… Dat match ay nou, yies ay nou

[PRE-CHORUS]
All these roads steer me wrong
But I still drive them all night long, all night long

[CHORUS]
All you young wild girls
You make a mess of me
Yeah, you young wild girls
You’ll be the death for me, the death for me
All you young wild girls
No matter what you do
Yeah, you young wild girls
I’ll always come back to you, come back to you

You, you, you,… Yiu, yiu, yiuuuu
You, you, you
Yeah, you, you, you… Yiea, yiu, yiu, yiu
You, you, you, you… Yiu, yiu, yiu, yiu

All you young wild girls
You make a mess of me
Yeah, you young wild girls
You’ll be the death for me, the death for me
All you young wild girls
No matter what you do
Yeah, you young wild girls
I’ll always come back to you, come back to you