Centerfold - J. Geilds Band

Does she walk?
Does she talk?
Does she come complete?
My homeroom homeroom angel
Always pulls 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 
Though a girly magazine
And there's my homeroom angel 
On the pages in between whoa

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

Slip me notes under the desk
Flowers sticking 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 past close by

Those soft fuzzy sweaters
Too magical to touch
To see her in that negligie 
Was 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

That's okay I understand
This ain't no never neverland
I hope when this issue's gone
I'll see you when your clothes are on
Take your car yes we will
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
Pages from a 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