October 22, 2001

Another ashamed-to-admit-I-like-this-song song.

“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 baby, with me. Whoo-ooo-ooo-ooo-o-ooo…”

— Teenage Dirtbag, Wheatus

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