8 o'clock Monday night and I'm waiting
To fonally talk to a girl a little cooler than me
Her name is Nona she's a rocker with a nose ring
She wears a 2-way,but I'm not quite sure what that means

And when she walks, all the wind blows and the angels sing
But she doesn't notice me

`Cause she's wathcing wrestling
Creaming over tough guys
Listening to rap metal
Turntables in her eyes

It's like a bad movie; she's lopoking through me, if you were me you'd be
Screaming, "someone shoot me," as I fail miserably,
Trying to get the girl all the GIRL ALL THE BAD GUYS WANT

She likes Godsmack and I like Agent Orange
Her CD changer's full of singers mad at their dad
She said she'd like to score some reefer and a 40
She'll never know that I'm the best that she'll ever have

She likes them with a mustache
Racetrack season pass
Driving in a Trans AM
Does a mullet make a man?

Now I'm watching wrestling
Trying to be a tough guy
Listening to rap metal
Turntables in my eyes
I can't grow a mustache and I ain't got no season pass
All I got's a moped