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Wheatus - Die 2000er: The Pop Years: Die Hits des neuen Jahrtausends - Teenage Dirtbag (Explicit album version)
Die 2000er: The Pop Years: Die Hits des neuen Jahrtausends
Disc 1
01. You Can Get It
02. Ein Stern
03. No No Never
04. Hips Don't Lie
05. Crying at the Discoteque
06. TV Makes the Superstars
07. Around the World
08. Dragostea Din Tei
09. I.O.I.O.
10. Türlich, Türlich
11. Engel
12. Obsesión
13. Perdono
14. Break My Stride
15. Femme Like U
16. Turn Me On
17. Vayamos Companeros
18. Kiss Kiss
19. Stars Are Blind
20. Aicha
21. Follow Me
Disc 2
01. Maria (I Like It Loud) (radio edit)
02. Call on Me (radio mix)
03. Like a Prayer (radio edit)
04. Mundian to Bach Ke (radio mix)
05. Freestyler (radio edit)
06. One in a Million (edit)
07. Désenchantée (radio edit)
08. Tu Es Foutu
09. My Heart Goes Boom (Ladidada) (radio version)
10. Summer Jam (radio edit)
11. Love Generation (radio edit) (Pres. GOLEO)
12. Hey Ya!
13. Let Me Love You (album version)
14. Fuck It (I Don't Want You Back (dirty))
15. Die Eine 2005
16. Butterfly
17. I Love Rock 'n' Roll (album version)
18. Kumba Yo!
19. Teenage Dirtbag (Explicit album version)
20. Big City Life
21. Crazy
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
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)

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, baby, with me
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)

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
Lo and behold, she's walkin' 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-ooh-ooh-ooh)

Oh yeah, dirtbag
No, she doesn't know what she's missin'
Oh yeah, dirtbag
No, she doesn't know what she's missin'