Teenage Dirtbag

Yeah

Her name is Noelle
I have a dream about her
She rings my bell
I got gym class in half an hour
Oh, how she rocks (oh oh)
In Keds and tube socks (oh oh)

But she doesn't know who I am (who I am)
And she doesn't give a damn about me

Cos I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby
I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby
Listen to Iron Maiden, baby, with me
Whoa oh oh oh oh

Her boyfriend's a dick (yo)
He brings a gun to school
And he'd simply kick (he'd kick)
My arse if he knew the truth
He lives on my block (oh oh)
He drives an IROC (oh oh)

But he doesn't know who I am (who I am)
And he doesn't give a damn about me

Cos I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby
I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby
Listen to Iron Maiden, baby, with me
Whoa oh oh oh oh

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

Yeah

Man, I feel like mould
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? (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"
Whoa oh oh oh oh

Whoa oh whoa oh oh

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

Whoa oh oh oh oh oh oh
Yeah, this goes to to everybody haha
Who's still feelin' like a teenager these days
Thanks for listening



Credits
Writer(s): Brendan Brown
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