Angela

I remember when we first met
down at the furniture store
Don't really know why I approached you
Maybe I was just bored

Angela
You're more like an Angel-a to me
Take me to heaven if you please
Come on
Angela

Angela
There is nothing prettier to me
I know that we blend so perfectly
Come on
Angela

I remember when we first met
Down at the furniture store
Your skin was just so warm, eheh
Just perfect for resting my arm
And I knew
I wanted nothing more~

An-ge-la
Lalala Lalala
An-ge-la

An-ge-la
Lalala Lalala
An-ge-la

Angela
Take me to the woods from whence you came
Where did they cut out such a dame
Come on
Angela

Angela
I couldn't forget you if I tried
Where did they find you such a hide
Come on
Angela

Angela
I cherish evry moment with you
Angela
Dinner for two~
Oh, Angela
Look at what you made me do
Oh, Angela
Let me sit on you

Sat down with Styn again (the one from Gaat heen) to write a very original and inspiring pop-rock song about a very special chair. Can't wait to hear him and his band play it two weeks from now. Bit hard to get this one across without a recording but sadly I have no permission to share.