Luyện nghe bài hát Frank Mills

I met a boy Frank Mills
On September right here
In of the Waverly but unfortunately
I lost his

He was last with his friend
A drummer, he resembles George of the Beatles
But he his hair
in a small bow at the back

I him but it embarrasses me
To walk down the street him
He in Brooklyn somewhere
And this white crash helmet

He has golden chains on his leather
And on the are written the names
and Mom
And Angels'

I would gratefully it
If you see him, him
I'm in the park with my
And

him Angela and I
Don't the two dollars back
him