Hell is the part Mena Suvari lip-synchs in the “Teenage Dirtbag” music video looping through your hungover brain all day.
I’ve got two tickets to Iron Maiden, baby.
Come with me Friday, don’t say “maybe.”
I’ve got two tickets to Iron Maiden, baby.
Come with me Friday, don’t say “maybe.”
I’ve got two tickets to Iron Maiden, baby.
Come with me Friday, don’t say “maybe.”
I’ve got two tickets to Iron Maiden, baby.
Come with me Friday, don’t say “maybe.”
I’ve got two tickets to Iron Maiden, baby.
Come with me Friday, don’t say “maybe.”
I’ve got two tickets to Iron Maiden, baby.
Come with me Friday, don’t say “maybe.”
I’ve got two tickets to Iron Maiden, baby.
Come with me Friday, don’t say “maybe.”
I’ve got two tickets to Iron Maiden, baby.
Come with me Friday, don’t say “maybe.”
I’ve got two tickets to Iron Maiden, baby.
Come with me Friday, don’t say “maybe.”
I’ve got two tickets to Iron Maiden, baby.
Come with me Friday, don’t say “maybe.”



