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

Years go by I'm lookin' through

A girl 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 thinkin' 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 and fuzzy sweaters

To 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

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

We'll 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

I can't deny it

I guess I gotta buy it!

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