Teenage Douche Bag
>
> Her name is Morgan
> I dream about her.
> She should be my girlfriend.
> I can't live without her
> and oh how she rocks
> with dark hair and pink chucks.
> But her mom doesn't like who I am.
> And her mom doesn't give a damn about me
>
> She thinks I'm just a teenage douche bag, baby
> I like Hot Topic, not Old Navy
> Try rockin' out to the White Stripes, baby...with me! Ooh!
>
> Yeah, her mom's a real bitch
> She makin' it hard to fit this whole "nice guy" niche
> All I want is her daughter's heart.
> I'm jumping through hoops just so she will approve
> but she STILL doesn't like who I am
> And she STILL doesn't give a damn about me
>
> Cuz I'm just a teenage douche bag, baby
> Yeah, I like Hot Topic not Old Navy
> Try rockin' out to the White Stripes, baby...with me! Ooh!
> Ooh yeah...douche bag!
> No, her mom doesn't know what she's doin'!
>
> Man, I feel like a toad
> I want her so bad and I think I might just explode
> She's walkin' toward me and it's just meant to be
>
>Maybe she likes who I am...
> ...and maybe she gives a damn about me...
>
> (Morgan)
>
> I've got ttickets to The White Stripes, baby.
> Come with me Friday, don't say maybe.
> 'Cause I'm just a teenage douche bag, baby...like you! ooh!
>
>
> ooh yeah...douche bag!
> No her mom doesn't know what she's doin'!
>
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