Teenage Dirtbag

Her name is Noelle, I have a dream about her
She rings my bell, got gym class in half an hour
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-oh-oh-oh-oh

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-oh-oh-oh-oh

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 mold, it's prom night and I am lonely
Lo 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 me?

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-oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh, yeah, dirtbag
No, she doesn't know what she's missing
Oh, yeah, dirtbag
No, she doesn't know what she's missing



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Writer(s): Brendan Brown
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