Does she walk, does she talk, does she come complete
My home-brew, home-room angel, just pulled me to my feet
She was 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 thru a girly magazine
And there's my ---- angel on the pages in between
(chorus)
My blood runs cold, my memory has just been sold
My angel is tha centrefold (angel is the centrefold)
My blood runs cold, my memory has just been sold
the strums you'll have to listen to the original.
(Riff 1) Pre Chorus