文本歌词

Frank Mills - Galt MacDermot
I met a boy called Frank Mills
On September twelfth right here
In front of the Waverly
But I am fortunately 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 embarrass me
To walk down the street with him
He lives in Brooklyn some where
And wears this a 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