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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 Im lookin through a girly magazine And theres 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 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 Too magical to touch Too see her in that negligee Is really just too much Its okay I understand This aint no never-never land I hope that when this issues gone Ill see you when your clothes are on Take you car, Yes we will Well take your car and drive it Well 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 cant deny it Oh yea, I guess I gotta buy it! My angel is the centerfold Angel is the centerfold
Posted on: Sat, 29 Mar 2014 00:52:48 +0000

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