Let's go, does she walk, does she talk, does she come complete

My homeroom, homeroom angel has exploded from my seat

She ain't 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

My angel is a centerfold

Slip me notes under the desk, 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 in 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

My angel is a centerfold

Hey it's okay, I understand this ain't no never, never land

I hope that when this issue's gone, 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, 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

My angel is a centerfold

My blood runs cold, my memory has just been sold

My angel is a centerfold, my blood runs cold, oh yeah

My angel is a centerfold, my angel is a centerfold, oh yeah