Centerfold

Does she walk, does she talk

Does she come complete

My homeroom, 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

The 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 a centerfold, Angel is a centerfold

My blood runs cold, my memory has just been sold

Angel is a centerfold

Slip 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

Somethin' had a hold on me

When Angel passed close by

Those soft and 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 a centerfold, Angel is a centerfold

My blood runs cold, my memory has just been sold

Angel is a centerfold

Na na, na-na na na...

It's OK, 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 gotta buy it

My blood runs cold, my memory has just been sold

My Angel is a centerfold, Angel is a centerfold

My blood runs cold, my memory has just been sold

Angel is a centerfold

Na na, na-na na na...