Lyrical Breakdown of Young Girls - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Young Girls" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Bruno Mars weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Young Girls" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
• Rhyme and Rhythm Analysis: Our Lazyjot editor highlights the ingenious use of multi-syllabic rhymes and the rhythm pattern that Bruno Mars employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
• Syllable Pattern Insights: Dive deeper into the structural elements of the lyrics. See how the syllable count varies across the song, adding a unique rhythm and flow to Bruno Mars's narrative.

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I spent all my money Bought a big old fancy car For these bright-eyed hunnies 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, everything 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 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 You, you, you You, you, you Yeah, you, 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 always come back to you, come back to you