Edmundo Ros & His Orchestra
Frank Mills
I met a boy called Frank MillsOn September twelfth right hereIn front of the WaverlyBut unfortunately I lost his addressHe was last seen with his friend, a drummerHe resembles George Harrison of The BeatlesBut he wears his hair tied in a small bow at the backI love him but it embarrasses meTo walk down the street with himHe lives in Brooklyn somewhereAnd he wears his white crash helmetHe has golden chains on his leather jacketAnd on the back are written the names"Mary" and "Mom" and "Hell's Angels"I would gratefully appreciate if you see him tell himI'm in the park with my girlfriend and pleaseTell him Angela and I don't want the two dollars back just him
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