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.

'Cause I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby
Yeah I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby
Listen to Iron Maiden, maybe... with me.

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 he drives an I-ROC,
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, maybe... with me.
O
Oh yeah... dirtbag.
No she doesn't know what she's missin'.
Oh yeah... dirtbag.
No she doesn't know what she's missin'.

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 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 yeah... dirtbag.
No she doesn't know what she's missin'.
Ooh yeah... dirtbag.
No she doesn't know what she's missin'.
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Teenage Dirtbag Lyrics

Wheatus – Teenage Dirtbag Lyrics

Songwriters: Brown, Brendan B
Teenage Dirtbag lyrics © EMI Music Publishing

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