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 

Yeah I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby 

Listen to Iron Maiden, maybe... with me.



Her boyfriend's a dick.

He brings a gun to school.

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.



'Cause I'm just a teenage dirtbag baby 

Yeah, I'm just a teenage dirtbag baby. 

Listen to Iron Maiden, maybe... with me.

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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 mould.

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.

Ooh yeah... dirtbag. 

No she doesn't know what she's missin'.

Ooh yeah... dirtbag. 

No she doesn't know what she's missin'.