The Boy From New York City - Lyrics by Darts

Oo ah oo ah oo oo
Kittytell us about the boy from New York City
Oo ah oo ah come on
Kittytell us about the boy from New York City.
He's kinda tallhe's really fineyeahyeahsome day I hope to name him mineall mine yeahyeahand he's neat and ohso sweetand the way he looked at me just swept me off my feetyeahyeahoo eeyou oughta come and seehow he walks yeah yeahand he talks.
Ao ah oo ah oo oo
Kittytell us about the boy from New York City...
He's really down and he's no clown yeahyeahhe has the finest penthouse I've ever seen in town yeahyeahand he's cute in his mohair suitand he keeps his pockets full of spending lot yeahyeahoo eeyeah we're alrightyeahoo oo.
Ev'ry time he says he loves me
Chills run down my spineev'ry time he wants to kiss mehe makes me feel so fine. - That's him -
Alrighthe's the boy from New York Citywe call him Jillwe're alright.
Oo ah oo ah Kittytell us about the boy from New York Cityoo ah oo ah Kittytell us about the boy from New York City: 1978------------------

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