☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ ‖‖↪song by Wheatus ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ 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 I'm just a teenage dirtbag baby Listen to Iron Maiden baby with me (sing it) 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 mold 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 Oh, yeah dirtbag, No, she doesn't know what she's missin' Oh, yeah dirtbag, No, she doesn't know what she's missin', yeah, yeah
