Her name is Noelle I had 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
So come on, come on, come on, come on!
I'm just a teenage dirt bag, baby
Listen to Iron Maiden, baby, with me
No oh oh ohh ohhhh
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 he drives an I-Roc
but he doesn't know who I am
and he doesn't give a damn about me
I'm just a teenage dirt bag, baby
Listen to Iron Maiden, baby, with me
No oh oh ohhhh
Oh yeahhh, dirt bag
She doesn't know what she's missing
Oh yeahhh, dirt bag
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 me?
So come on, come on, come on!
I've got two tickets to Iron Maiden, baby
Come with me Friday, don't say maybe
I'm just a teenage dirt bag, baby, like you
No oh oh ohhhh
I'm just a teenage dirt bag, baby, like you