Oo-ah, oo-ah, koo-koo Kitty
Tell us about the boy from New York City - oh oh
Oo-ah, oo-ah, come on Kitty - oh yeah
Tell us about the boy from New York City
He's kinda tall, he's really fine - yeah-yeah
Some day I hope to make him mine, all mine - yeah-yeah
And he's neat and oh, so sweet
And the way he looked at me
Slapped me off my feet - yeah-yeah
Oo-ee, you ought to come and see
How he walks - yeah yeah - and how he talks
Get this
Oo-ah, oo-ah, koo-koo Kitty - oh oh
Tell us about the boy from New York City - alright
Oo-ah, oo-ah, come on Kitty - oh yeah
Tell us about the boy from New York City
He's really down and he's no clown - yeah-yeah
He's got the finest penthouse I've ever seen in town - yeah-yeah
And he's cute in his mohair suit
And he keeps his pockets full of spending loot - yeah-yeah
Oo-ee, yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah
Well all right - yeah yeah - oh oh oh - yeah yeah
Ev'ry time he says he loves me, chills run down my spine
Ev'ry time he wants to kiss me, it makes me feel so fine - mm
That's him - yeah yeah - yeah yeah ....
Oh oh oh .... alright
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Tell us about the boy from New York City
He's a boy from New York City and I call him Jim
Oo-ah, oo-ah, come on Kitty - oh yeah
Tell us about the boy from New York City ....