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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Do you know the song? Until this very morning, I had no idea that if features in the musical "Hair" which I have never seen. "Frank Mills" has been recorded by various artists over the years including Barbra Streisand, Sandie Shaw and The Lemonheads but it was this version that arrested me at the end of the sixties - by the Dutch singer Raina Gerardina Bojoura van Melzen or Bojoura for short. Later she would marry Hans Cleuver, drummer in the Dutch band Focus.
The song has an unusual kind of intimacy, with small but affectionate details. The standpoint of the singer is one of starry-eyed innocence. Who was this guy - Frank Mills who went off with the two dollars he had presumably cadged off her and her friend Angela? Was he a real Hell's Angel or just a rebellious kid? By the way, today "The Waverly Inn" is a high end Manhattan restaurant.
The song's music was written by Galt MacDermot with lyrics by Gerome Ragni and James Rado. It has been here in my head since 1969. I never did flush it out and finally it has secured its place within this humble Yorkshire blog. Dear Bojoura, if I do cross paths with Frank Mills, I will indeed tell him that you do not want the two dollars back, just him.
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