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.