Frank Mills Songtext
von Shelley Plimpton

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

He has gold 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