Dirty Teenager

The weekend before first semester ends
 We're in Paul's room pounding Miller Lights
 Listening to left speaker Marley
 And I wonder if he's ever taken out the trash
 So I step outside to get some air
 Light a cigarette and see her walking there
 Stack of books and a command
 And she let herself into the dorm
 Didn't see me beside the door
 I don't wanna be a dirty teenage
 I don't wanna be a dirty teenage
 I don't wanna be a dirty teenage boy
 Suffice it to say she didn't see me
 All of a hundred pounds and skinny jeans
 Reeking of tobacco and egg and cheese
 But in the moment the door shut she had become my world
 So I step outside to get some air
 Light a cigarette and imagine her there
 With a smile and her hand in my hand
 And she led us both into the dorm
 I was standing beside her for sure
 I don't wanna be a dirty teenage
 I don't wanna be a dirty teenage
 I don't wanna be a dirty teenage boy
 I just wanna be your friend
 I just wanna be your friend
 I just wanna be your friend
 I don't wanna be a dirty teenage
 I don't wanna be a dirty teenage
 I don't wanna be a dirty teenage
 I don't wanna be a dirty teenage