Текст песни Hair - Frank Mills, слова песни Hair

Текст песни Hair - Frank Mills

Hair - Frank Mills слова песни

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 is written the names
Mary
And Mom
And Hell`s Angels

I would gratefullyAppreciate 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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Frank Mills

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