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dodaj do znaj prosze, mam pytanie
nwm dlaczego, ale nie moge dodac z maina
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
[Pre-Chorus]
Years go by, I'm lookin' through a girly magazine
And there's my homeroom angel on the pages in-between
[Chorus]
My blood runs cold
My memory has just been sold
My angel is the centerfold (Angel is the centerfold)
My blood runs cold (Woo)
My memory has just been sold
Angel is the centerfold
[Verse 2]
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
Somethin' had a hold on me
When angel passed close by
[Pre-Chorus]
Those soft and fuzzy sweaters, too magical to touch
To see her in that négligée is really just too much
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