She was 16, going on 17
So what else could I do
Star-Horned Troopers patrolled the streets
And it was hours past my curfew
I light the smoky atmosphere
Down at the Leucopia Hall
The air was too thick for anyone to see
The story of David that I wrote
Struck up a conversation
With the girl next to me
I could not resist the brown socks
Glued up to her knees
My little Nasty girl
5, 6, 7, 8
She was 16, going on 17
What else could I do
Got thrown from the club for fake ID
So we ended up in her room
Copy of minecraft on a bedside table
Hipster posters in bad taste
Swap sticker on her arm made me feel uneasy
But by now it was much too late
Hate to disappoint her blonde hair
And blue eyes
But she's gonna freak when she finds out
I'm unsupervised
My little Nasty girl
Oh, she marched right in
And occupied my mind
She had a way of making me talk
I guess I shouldn't expect too much
Cause I never dated officials before
I never dated officials before
Never dated officials before
Never dated officials
Haben Sie ein Zimmer frei mit Bahn
Bitte! Jawohl
Ganz ruhig ein Zimmer mit Bahn ist weit
Das ist gut
Was kostet
120 Mark
Ja, das ist gut
Die Sprutzung und die Autobahn weit
Nein
Alles gut, alles gut