Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Scott Bradlee's Postmodern Jukebox
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brendan Brown
Songwriter
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Her name is Noelle
I had a dream about her
She rings my bell
I got gym class in half an hour
[Verse 2]
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
[Verse 3]
So come on, come on, come on
Come on
I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby
I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby
Listen to Iron Maiden, baby, with me
No, oh, oh, oh, oh
[Verse 4]
Her boyfriend's named Jay
He brings a gun to school
And he'd simply kick
My ass if he knew the truth
[Verse 5]
He lives on my block
And he drives an Iroc
But he doesn't know who I am
And he doesn't give a damn about me
[Verse 6]
I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby
I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby
Listen to Iron Maiden, baby, with me
No, oh, oh, oh, oh
[Verse 7]
Oh yeah
Dirtbag
She doesn't know what she's missing
Oh yeah
Dirtbag
She doesn't know what she's missing
[Verse 8]
And I feel like mold
It's prom night and I am lonely
Lo and behold
She's walking over to me
[Verse 9]
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?
[Verse 10]
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 dirtbag baby
Like you
No, oh, oh, oh, oh
I'm just a teenage dirtbag baby
Like you
Written by: Brendan Brown
