Centerfold

One Two One Two Three Four Nah nah nah nah nah nah Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah Nah nah nah nah nah nah Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah Nah nah nah nah nah nah Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah Nah nah nah nah nah nah Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah 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 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 the Centerfold Angel is the Centerfold My blood runs cold, yeah, my memory has just been sold Angel is the Centerfold Nah nah nah nah nah nah Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah Nah nah nah nah nah nah Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah Nah nah nah nah nah nah Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah Slipped me notes, under the desk While I was thinking about her dress I was shy, I turned away, befoer 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 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 the Centerfold Angel is the Centerfold My blood runs cold, yeah, my memory has just been sold Angel is the Centerfold Nah nah nah nah nah nah Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah Nah nah nah nah nah nah Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah Nah nah nah nah nah nah Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah Nah nah nah nah nah nah Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah One Two One Two Three Four Nah nah nah nah nah nah Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah Nah nah nah nah nah nah Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah Nah nah nah nah nah nah Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah Nah nah nah nah nah nah Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah My angel is the Centerfold