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Wheatus - Teenage Dirtbag lyrics
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 In Keds and tube socks But she doesn't know who I am And she doesn't give a damn about me Cuz I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby Yeah, I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby Listen to Iron Maiden, baby, with me, ooh Her boyfriend's a di** He brings a gun to school He'd simply kick My a** if he knew the truth He lives on my block And he drives an IROC But he doesn't know who I am And he doesn't give a damn about me Cuz I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby Yeah, I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby Listen to Iron Maiden, baby, with me, ooh Ooh yeah, dirtbag No she doesn't know what she's missin' Ooh yeah, dirtbag No she doesn't know what she's missin' Man I feel like mold It's prom night and I am lonely Lo and behold She's walkin' 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, ooh Ooh yeah, dirtbag No she doesn't know what she's missin' Ooh yeah, dirtbag No she doesn't know what she's missin', yeah |
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