Anthony Newley Centrefold Lyrics

Does she walk, does she talk, does she come complete
My home-brew, home-room angel, always 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 through a girly magazine
And there's my homegrown angel on the pages in between

Chorus:
My blood runs cold, my memory has just been sold
My angel is the centrefold (angel is the centrefold)
My blood runs cold, my memory has just been sold
(Angel is the centrefold)

Slip me a note under the desk, while I was thinkin' about her dress
I was shy and 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 jersey sweaters too magical to touch
To see her in that magazine is really just too much Chorus
My blood runs cold, my memory has just been sold
My angel is the centrefold (angel is the centrefold)
My blood runs cold, my memory has just been sold
(Angel is the centrefold)

Na na na na na na...

It's OK I understand this ain't no never never land
I hope that when this issue's gone I'll see you when your clothes are on
Take your car yes we will We'll take your car and drive it
Take it to a hotel 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 can't deny it, Oh yes I guess I gotta buy it

Chorus
My blood runs cold, my memory has just been sold
My angel is the centrefold (angel is the centrefold)
My blood runs cold, my memory has just been sold
(Angel is the centrefold)

Na na na na na na....