Teenage Dirtbag
Wheatus
Her name is Noelle
I have a dream about her, she rings my bell
I got gym class in half an hour
And, oh, how she rocks
In Keds and tube socks
But she doesn't know who I am
And she doesn't give a damn about me
'Cause I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby
Yeah, I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby
Listen to Iron Maiden, baby, with me
Oh, oh, ooh
Her boyfriend's a dick
He brings a gun to school
And he'd simply kick
My ass if he knew the truth
He lives on my block
He drives an Iroc
But he doesn't know who I am
And he doesn't give a damn about me
'Cause I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby
Yeah, I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby
Listen to iron maiden baby with me
Oh, oh, ooh
Oh, yeah, dirtbag
No, she doesn't know what she's missing
Oh, yeah, dirtbag
No, she doesn't know what she's missing
Man, I feel like mould
It's prom night and I am lonely
Low and behold, she's walking over to me
This must be fake
My lip starts to shake
How does she know who I am?
And why does she give a damn about?
I've got two tickets to Iron Maiden, baby
Come with me Friday, don't say: Maybe
I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby, like you
Oh, oh, ooh
Oh, yeah, dirtbag
No, she doesn't know what she's missing
Oh, yeah, dirtbag
No, she doesn't know what she's missing
