I heard you listen to the ramones
You could correct if im wrong
You gotta boy who looks so good
And all my cardigans’ got holes
I know it shouldn’t be this way
But i think your pretty anyway
And oh my god my lungs are tired
Ive been smoking here all nite

All that i ever wanted
Is you to be with me
All my friends they hate me
Why did your parents call you
As something pretty as your name
Nadine
Oh nadine