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Oo-wah Oo-wah cool cool Kitty
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Tell us about the boy from New York City
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Oo-wah Oo-wah C'mon Kitty
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Tell us about the boy from New York City
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He's kinda tall, he's really fine
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Someday I hope to make him mine all mine
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And he's neat, and oh so sweet
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And just the way he looked at me swept me off my feet
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Oo-oo-weee, you ought to come and see
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How he walks, and how he talks.
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He's really down, and he's no clown
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He has the finest penthouse I've ever seen in town
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And he's cute, in his mohair suit
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And he keeps his pockets full of spending loot
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Oo-oo-wee, you ought to come and see
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His pretty bar, and his brand new car
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Every time he says he loves me,
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Chills run down my spine
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Every time he wants to kiss me
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Oo, he makes me feel so fi-i-ine.
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(Oo-wah oo-wah etc.)
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He can dance, and make romance
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And that's when I fell in love with just one glance
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He was shy, and so was I
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And now I know we'll never ever say goodbye.
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Oo-oo-wee, you ought to come and see
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He's the most, from coast to coast.
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THE BOY FROM NEW YORK CITY
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