Ooh-wah, ooh-wah, cool-cool kitty
Tell us about the boy from New York City
Ooh-wah, ooh-wah, come on kitty (oh, yeah)
Tell us about the boy from New York City

He's kinda tall
He's really fine (yeah, yeah)
Someday 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 just swept me off my feet (yeah, yeah)

Ooh-wee
You oughta come and see
How he walks (yeah, yeah)
And how he talks (yeah, yeah)

Ooh-wah, ooh-wah, cool-cool kitty (oh, yeah)
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 loot (yeah, yeah)

Ooh-wee
You ought to come and see
His pretty bar (yeah, yeah)
And his brand new car (yeah, yeah)

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 fine, yeah

Ooh-wah, ooh-wah, come on kitty (oh yeah)
Tell us about the boy from New York city

He can dance
And make romance (yeah, yeah)
That's when I fell in love with just one glance (yeah, yeah)
He was shy
And so was I
And now I know we'll never ever say goodbye (yeah, yeah)

Ooh-wee
You ought to come and see
He's the most (yeah, yeah)
From coast to coast (yeah, yeah)

Ooh-wah, ooh-wah, cool-cool kitty (oh, yeah)
Tell us about the boy from New York city (oh, yeah)
Ooh-wah, ooh-wah, come on kitty (aha)
Tell us about the boy from New York city (a-aha)

Ooh-wah, ooh-wah, cool-cool kitty (oh, yeah)
Tell us about the boy from New York city (oh, yeah)
Ooh-wah, ooh-wah, cool-cool kitty (a-aha)
Tell us about the boy from New York city

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