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Her name is Noel
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
I listen to Iron Maiden baby

Her boyfriend’s a dick
And 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 Iroc
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
I listen to Iron Maiden baby

Oh yeah
Dirtbag
No she doesn’t know what she’s missing
Oh yeah
Dirtbag
No 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

She said I got 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 missing
Oh yeah
Dirtbag
No she doesn’t know what she’s missing
Yeah

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Teenage Dirtbag (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Her name is noël, I have a dream about her, she rings my bell
I got gym class in half an hour
And 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, baby, with me
Ooh, ooh, ooh

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
He drives an Iroc
But he doesn’t know who I am and he doesn’t give a damn aboutme.

Oh, yeah, dirtbag
No, she doesn’t know what she’s missing.
Oh, yeah, dirtbag
No, she doesn’t know what she’s missing.

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

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, she doesn’t know what she’s missing
Oh, yeah, dirtbag
No, she doesn’t know what she’s missing