Текст песни Frank Mills

I met a boy called Frank Mills
on September twelfth right here
in front of the Waverly
but unfortunately
I lost his address.
He was last seen with his friend,
a drummer, he resembles George Harrison of the Beatles
but he wears his hair
tied in a small bow at the back.

I love him but it embarrasses me
to walk down the streets with him.
He lives in Brooklyn somewhere
and wears this white crash helmet.
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He has golden chains on his leather jacket
and on the back are written the names
Mary
and Mom
and Hell's Angels.

I would gratefully
appreciate it if you see him, tell him
I'm in the park with my girlfriend
and please

tell him Angela and I
don't want the two dollars back,
just him!