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Teenage Dirtbag
Her name is Noel
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 dick
He brings a gun to school
He'd simply kick my ass if he knew the truth.
He lives on my block
And drives an I-Roc
And 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'.
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?
Why does she give a damn about me?
She said 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'.
A danas je bio pre dobar dan da bi bio istinit....a opet sam u bedu, a ništa bok 
Post je objavljen 01.04.2006. u 14:52 sati.