Teenage Dirtbag

His name is Noel
I have a dream about him
He rings my bell
I got gym class in half an hour
and oh how he rocks
in Keds and tube socks
But he doesn’t know who I am
And he doesn’t give a damn about me

Cos I’m just a teenage dirtbag, baby
Yeah I’m just a teenage dirtbag, baby
Listen to Iron Maiden, baby… with me. Ooh

His girlfriend´s a bitch
She brings a gun to school
She’d simply kick my ass if she knew the truth
She lives on my block
and drives an IROK
And she doesn’t know who I am
And she doesn’t give a damn about me

Cos 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 he doesn’t know what he’s missin’

Man I feel like mould
It’s prom night and I am lonely
Lo and behold
He’s walkin’ over to me this must be fake
My lip starts to shake

How does he know who I am?
Why does he 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 he doesn’t know what he’s missin’