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The J. Geils Band - Rock Line - Centerfold
Rock Line
Disc 1
01. Owner of a Lonely Heart
02. Show Me the Way
03. Cocaïne
04. She’s Not There
05. Up Around the Bend
06. Jukebox Babe
07. You Really Got Me
08. Get It On (Bang a Gong)
09. Hold the Line
10. We Live for Love
11. Sunday Girl
12. 96 Tears
13. On the Beach
14. Texas Flood
15. Sweet Jane
16. Rock On
17. Who Can It Be Now
18. The King of Rock’n Roll
19. Real Gone Kid
Disc 2
01. Should I Stay or Should I Go
02. Need You Tonight
03. Making Plans for Nigel
04. My Sharona
05. Centerfold
06. Urgent
07. Long Train Runnin’
08. Back on the Chain Gang
09. With a Little Help From My Friends
10. Poor Boy Blues
11. Don’t Bring Me Down
12. Race With the Devil
13. I Woke Up This Morning
14. Godzilla
15. River Deep - Mountain High
16. Rock’n Roll People in a Disco World
17. Hook Line and Sinker
18. Can the Can
19. Johnny B. Goode
Come on!

Does she walk? Does she talk? Does she come complete?
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

Years go by, I'm lookin' through a girly 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, woo, my memory has just been sold
Angel is the centerfold

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
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, yeah, my memory has just been sold
My angel is the centerfold, angel is the centerfold
My blood runs cold, my memory has just been sold
Oh, yeah, angel is the centerfold

Na-na, na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na, na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na, na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na, na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na-na

Now listen, it's okay. 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
We'll take it to a motel 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 yeah, I guess I gotta buy it

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
My angel is the centerfold

Na-na, na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Alright, alright, 1-2-3-4
Na-na, na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na, na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na, na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na, na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na-na

My blood runs cold, my memory has just been sold
My angel is the centerfold, my angel is the centerfold
Huh, blood runs cold, oh yeah, my memory has just been sold
My angel is the centerfold, my angel is the centerfold

Na-na, na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na, na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na, na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na-na