Bookie’s Dirtbag Kid Bookie (Ft. Wheatus)

[Verse 1: Kid Bookie]
Degenerates, felons and people with weapons
We got one thing in common, that's to go and feed the depression
But serotonin likes to phone in when she peeps in the mentions
I see her name again, reminds me that I'm alien to her
Maybe I'm absurd
But it makes my brain go crazier
I try to save myself from hurt
But maybe fate will re-occur

I never had a chance to even explain
(And then she let me know)
She doesn't even seem to know my name

[Chorus: Brendan B. Brown & Kid Bookie, Kid Bookie]
'Cause I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby
Yeah, I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby
Listen to Iron Maiden, baby, with me, ooh

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ohhh
Yeah

[Verse 2: Kid Bookie, Brendan B. Brown]
I fucking suck at this shit they're calling that life stuff
I must live it up everyday like a nightclub
Michelin stars
Having dinner with Nicki Minaj
But you ain't jealous cause you live it and kick it with stars
(Her boyfriends a dick)
And he's okay with that
Because in his head he feels she's just gonna take him back
(Ah yeah)