Teenage Dirtbag

His name is Noel
I have a dream about him
He rings my bell
I got gym class in half an hour
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

'Cause I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby
Yeah, I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby
Listen to Iron Maiden, baby, with me
Ooh-ooh-ooh

His girlfriend's a bitch
She brings a gun to school
And she'd simply kick
My ass if she knew the truth
She lives on my block
And drives an IROC
And 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, baby, with me
Ooh-ooh-ooh

Oh, yeah, dirtbag
No, he doesn't know what he's missing
Oh, yeah, dirtbag
No, he doesn't know what he's missing
Yeah, yeah

Man, I feel like mold
It's prom night, and I am lonely
Lo and behold
He's walking over to me
This must be fake
My lip starts to shake
How does he know who I am?
And 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-ooh

Oh, yeah, dirtbag
No, he doesn't know what he's missing
Oh, yeah, dirtbag
No, he doesn't know what he's missing
Yeah, yeah, yeah