I met a boy called frank mills On september twelfth right here In front of 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
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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
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