| Oo ah oo ah oo oo Kitty
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| Tell us about the boy from New York City
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| Oo ah oo ah come on Kitty
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| Tell us about the boy from New York City
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| Hes kinda tall
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| Hes really fine, yeah yeah
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| Someday I hope to make him mine, all mine, yeah yeah
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| And hes neat and oh so sweet
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| And the way he looked at me just swept me off my feet, yeah yeah
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| Oo ee you outta come and see
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| How he walks, yeah yeah
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| And how he talks
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| Oo ah oo ah oo oo Kitty
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| Tell us about the boy from New York City
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| Oo ah oo ah come on Kitty
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| Tell us about the boy from New York City
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| Hes really down
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| And hes no clown, yeah yeah
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| He has the finest penthouse
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| Ive ever seen in town, yeah yeah
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| And hes cute in his mohair suit
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| And he keeps his pockets full of spending loot, yeah yeah
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| Oo ee yeah were all right, yeah, oo oo
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| Everytime he says he loves me chills run down my spine
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| Everytime he wants to kiss me he makes me feel so fine
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| Thats him alright, hes the boy from New York City
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| We call him Jill, were alright
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| Oo ah oo ah Kitty
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| Tell us about the boy from New York City
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| Oo ah oo ah Kitty
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| Tell us about the boy from New York City |