She first met Brian in a checkout line
Checking her out from behind
He said he couldn't help himself, and that much was probably true
Irene was looking pretty good in '92...
He raised his cup, said "Girl, wussup?"
Couldn't be less her type
A crooked leering smile and sleeves of tattoos up both arms
So why'd her heart sing, instead of sounding the alarm?
A certain kind of bad boy has a certain charm
For a rich, rich teen, rich teen rebel
See her pout and see her strut,
She's not spoiled, she just wants what she wants
Yeah, a rich, rich teen, rich teen rebel
Privileged, but mad as hell, claws beneath her candy shell
Sheltered, but don't ever tell her so, oh no
Her boyfriend rocked, her friends were shocked
But kinda curious too
Rumors of his stint in jail ran rampant through the school
Stories pretty scary, but a little cool
Days cruising slow, nights riding low
She felt her heart beat wild and free
So crazy deep in lust and love, she didn't care who knew
So what if Mom broke down or Daddy came unglued?
In fact, it was a bonus that they disapproved
'Cause a rich, rich teen, rich teen rebel
Is testing limits every day,
No matter what her parents say or do
Yeah, a rich, rich teen, rich teen rebel
Party girl, but woke all right, head screwed on but not too tight
Sometimes good, but not tonight, oh no!
Crept in one night past breakfast time
Her folks both up, her mama crying
And her dad was just about ready to explode!
And her daddy said:
Said "My patience is wearing thin,
And I'll shoot that boy if I see him again"
But the very next night at half past ten
Came a knock on her window saying "let me in"
Oh, I got a feeling that love's gonna win!
So off they eloped, on a prayer and a hope
And consequence ain't really caught them yet
But how daring was it really, with a safety net?
'Cause she knew the whole time in the back of her mind
If things don't work out, her folks still take her back
That's why they call it unconditional...