Frank Mills - Galt MacDermot, Gerome Ragni, James Rado
    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
    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!


    Marco Giunco
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