The Boy from New York City

Oo ah oo ah oo oo Kitty Tell us about the boy from New York City Oo ah oo ah come on Kitty Tell us about the boy from New York City. He's kinda tall He's really fine Yeah Yeah Some day I hope to name him mine All mine yeah Yeah And he's neat and oh So sweet And the way he looked at me just swept me off my feet Yeah Yeah Oo ee You oughta come and see How he walks yeah yeah And he talks. Ao ah oo ah oo oo Kitty Tell us about the boy from New York City ... He's really down and he's no clown yeah Yeah He has 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 lot yeah Yeah Oo ee Yeah we're alright Yeah Oo oo. Ev'ry time he says he loves me Chills run down my spine Ev'ry time he wants to kiss me He makes me feel so fine. - That's him - Alright He's the boy from New York City We call him Jill We're alright. Oo ah oo ah Kitty Tell us about the boy from New York City Oo ah oo ah Kitty Tell us about the boy from New York City