Come on!
Does she walk? Does she talk?
Does she come complete?
My only homeroom angel
always pulled me from my seat
She was pure like snowflakes,
no one could ever stain
The memory of my angel
could never cause me pain
Years go by, I'm looking
through a girlie magazine
And there's my homeroom angel
on the pages in between
My blood runs cold,
my memory has just been sold
My angel is the centerfold
Angel is the centerfold
My blood runs cold,
my memory has just been sold
Angel is the centerfold
Slipped me notes, under the desk
While I was thinking about her dress
I was shy, I turned away,
before she caught my eye
I was shakin' in my shoes
whenever she flashed those baby blues
Something had a hold on me
when Angel passed close by
Those soft fuzzy sweaters,
too magical to touch
To see her in that negligee
is really just too much
My blood runs cold,
my memory has just been sold
My angel is the centerfold
Angel is the centerfold
My blood runs cold,
my memory has just been sold
Angel is the centerfold
Nah nah nah nah nah nah
Nah nah nah nah nah nah
Nah nah nah nah nah nah
Nah nah nah nah nah nah
Now listen, It's okay,
I understand
This ain't no never-never land
I hope that when this issue's gone
I'll see you when your clothes
are on Take your car, yes we will,
We'll take your car and drive it
Take it to a motel room
and take 'em off in private
A part of me has just been ripped
The pages from my mind are stripped
Oh no I can't deny it
Oh yeah, I guess I got to buy it
My blood runs cold,
my memory has just been sold
My angel is the centerfold
Angel is the centerfold
my memory has just been sold
My angel is the centerfold
Nah nah nah nah nah nah.....
Nah nah nah nah nah nah.....
Nah nah nah nah nah nah.....
Nah nah nah nah nah nah.....
Nah nah nah nah nah nah.....
Nah nah nah nah nah nah.....
My angel is the centerfold
Nah nah nah nah nah nah.....
my memory has just been sold
Nah nah nah nah nah nah.....
My angel is the centerfold
Nah nah nah nah nah nah.....
Angel is the centerfold
Nah nah nah nah nah nah.....