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Oo ah oo ah oo oo, Kitty |
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Tell us about the boy |
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From New York City |
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Oo ah oo ah come on, Kitty |
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Tell us about the boy |
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From New York City |
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He's kinda tall |
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He's really fine, yeah, yeah |
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Someday I hope to make him |
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Mine, all mine yeah, yeah |
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And he's neat and oh, so sweet |
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And the way he looked at me just |
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Swept me off my feet |
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Yeah, yeah |
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Oo ee you oughta come and see |
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How he walks yeah yeah |
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And he talks |
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Oo ah oo ah oo oos Kitty |
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Tell us about the boy from New |
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York City |
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Oo ah oo ah come on, Kitty |
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Tell us about the boy from New |
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York City |
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He's really down and he's no |
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Clown yeah, yeah |
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He has the finest penthouse |
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I've ever seen in town yeah, yeah |
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And he's cute in his mohair suit |
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And he keeps his pockets full of |
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Spending loot yeah, yeah |
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Oo ee, yeah, we're all right |
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Yeah, oo oo |
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Ev'ry time he says he loves me |
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Chills run down my spine |
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Ev'ry time he wants to kiss me |
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He makes me feel so fine |
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That's him |
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Alright he's the boy from New |
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York City |
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We call him Jill, we're all right. |
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Oo ah oo ah Kitty |
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Tell us about the boy from New |
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York City |
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Oo ah oo ah Kitty |
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Tell us about the boy from New |
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York City |
