Il testo della Frank mills

I met a boy called frank mills on september 12th 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 he wears his white crash helmet
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 am in the park with my girlfriend and please tell him angela and i
Don't want the two dollars back, just him