Centerfold

One! Two! One, two, three, four!

Na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na

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 lookin' through a girly 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
Yeah! My memory has just been sold
Angel is the centerfold

Na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na

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 shaking 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, too magical to touch
Too 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
Yeah! My memory has just been sold
Angel is the centerfold

Na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na

One! Two! One, two, three, four!

Na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na