"Teenage Dirtbag"
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
Listen to Iron Maiden maybe with me
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
Listen to Iron Maiden maybe with me
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'
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
Listen to Iron Maiden maybe with me
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
Listen to Iron Maiden maybe with me
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'
Phantom:
Insolent boy
This slave of fashion
Basking in your glory
Ignorant fool
This brave yought suitor
Sharing in my triumph
Christine:
Angel I hear you
Speak, I listen
Stay by my side
Guide me
Angel, my soul
Was weak
Forgive me
Enter at last, master
Phantom:
Flattering child
You shall know me
See why in shadow I hide
Look at your face
In the mirror
I am there inside
Christine:
Angel of music
Guide and guardian
Grant to me your glory
Angel of music
Hide no longer
Come to me
Strange angel
Phantom:
I am your angel of music
Come to me angel of music
I am your angel of music
Come to me angel of music
Insolent boy
This slave of fashion
Basking in your glory
Ignorant fool
This brave yought suitor
Sharing in my triumph
Christine:
Angel I hear you
Speak, I listen
Stay by my side
Guide me
Angel, my soul
Was weak
Forgive me
Enter at last, master
Phantom:
Flattering child
You shall know me
See why in shadow I hide
Look at your face
In the mirror
I am there inside
Christine:
Angel of music
Guide and guardian
Grant to me your glory
Angel of music
Hide no longer
Come to me
Strange angel
Phantom:
I am your angel of music
Come to me angel of music
I am your angel of music
Come to me angel of music