The Boy From New York City
Ad Libs


(Oo-wah Oo-wah cool cool Kitty)
(Tell us about the boy from New York City)
(Oo-wah Oo-wah C'mon Kitty)
Oh, yeah (Tell us about the boy from New York City)
He's kinda tall

He's really fine
Someday I hope to make him mine all mine
And he's neat
And oh so sweet
And just the way he looked at me swept me off my feet
Oo-oo-weee
You ought to come and see
How he walks
And how he talks

Oh, yeah

He's really down
And he's no clown
He has the finest penthouse I've ever seen in town
And he's cute
In his mohair suit
And he keeps his pockets full of spending loot
Oo-oo-wee
You ought to come and see
His pretty bar
And his brand new car
Every time he says he loves me
Chills run down my spine
Every time he wants to kiss me, ooh
He makes me feel so fi-i-ine, yeah

Oh, yeah

He can dance
And make romance
And that's when I fell in love with just one glance
He was shy
And so was I
And now I know we'll never ever say goodbye
Oo-oo-wee
You ought to come and see
He's the most
From coast to coast

Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah

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