Текст песни Frank Mills - Liz Callaway
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
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
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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1 The Beat Goes On / Feelin' Groovy
2 Half as Big as Life
3 You Don't Own Me
4 Frank Mills
5 Didn't We / MacArthur Park
6 Up, Up and Away
7 Monday, Monday
8 Wedding Bell Blues
9 Leavin' On a Jet Plane
10 When I'm Sixty-Four
11 Moon River
12 Wouldn't It Be Nice?
13 Where Have All the Flowers Gone?
14 Downtown
15 Here, There and Everywhere
16 Feed the Birds
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