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Does she walk, does she talkDoes she come completeMy homeroom, homeroom AngelAlways pulled me from my seatShe was pure like snowflakesNo one could ever stainThe memory of my AngelCould never cause me painThe years go by, I'm looking throughA girlie magazineAnd there's my homeroom AngelOn the pages in between(Refrain)My blood runs cold, my memory has just been soldMy Angel is a centerfold, Angel is a centerfoldMy blood runs cold, my memory has just been soldAngel is a centerfoldSlip me notes under the deskWhile I was thinking about her dressI was shy, I turned awayBefore she caught my eyeLetras de cancionesI was shakin' in my shoesWhenever she flashed those baby bluesSomethin' had a hold on meWhen Angel passed close byThose soft and fuzzy sweatersToo magical to touchTo see her in that negligeeIs really just too much(Refrain)Na na, na-na na na...It's OK, I understandThis ain't no Never Never LandI hope that when this issue's goneI'll see you when your clothes are onTake your car, yes we willWe'll take your car and drive itTake it to a motel roomAnd take 'em off in privateA part of me has just been rippedThe pages from my mind are strippedOh, no, I can't deny itOh yeah, I guess I gotta buy it(Refrain)Na na, na-na na na... From Letras Mania