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.
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Cause I'm just a teenage dirtbag baby.
Yeah I'm just a teenage dirtbag baby.
Listen to Iron Maiden baby with me.
Ooohoo Hoo Hooooooo
Her boyfriend's a dick;
He brings a gun to school
and he'd simply kick
my ass if he knew the truth;
He lives on my block;
and drives an IROC;
But he doesn't know who I am
and he doesn't give a damn about me.
Chorus
Oh yeah, Dirtbag;
No, she doesn't know what she's missing.
Oh yeah, Dirtbag;
No, she doesn't know what she's missing.
Man I feel like mold;
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;
and why does she give a damn about . . .
"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 . . .
Ooohoo Hoo Hooooooo"
Oh yeah, Dirtbag;
No, she doesn't know what she's missing.
Oh yeah, Dirtbag;
No, she doesn't know what she's missing.