Tell us about the boy from New York City
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Tell us about the boy from New York City

He's kind of tall
He's really fine
Some day I hope to make him mine, all mine
And he's neat
And oh so sweet
And just the way he looked at me
He swept me off my feet (Yeah)
Ooo whee, you ought [bad word] and see
How he walks , humm
And how he talks

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Tell us about the boy from New York City

He's really down
And he's no clown
He has the finest penthouse I've ever seen in town
And he's cute
In his mohair suit
And he keeps his pockets full of spending loot
Ooo whee, say you ought [bad word] and see
His dueling scar
And brand new car (yeah yeah)

Every time he says he loves me [bad word] down my spine
Every time he wants to kiss me
Oh he makes me feel so fi-i-ine

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Tell us about the boy from New York City

Well he can dance
(He can dance, take a chance with a little ro-)
And make romance
(mance baby, cause he's a looker)
That's when I felt in love
With just one glance
(He's sweet talking and cool)

He was shy
And so was I
And now I know I'll never, ever say goodbye
Ooo whee, say you ought [bad word] and see
He's the most (yeah yeah )
From coast to coast (yeah yeah )

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Tell us about the boy from New York City
Ooo wah, ooo wah c'mon kitty
Tell us about the boy from New York City ...