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 street 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

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