jueves, 2 de febrero de 2012

The Boy From New York City - The Ad Libs



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 just the way he looked at me, he swept me off my feet (yeah, yeah)

Ooh-wee, you ought to 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
He's pretty bold (yeah, yeah) 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


Ooh-wah, ooh-wah, cool-cool 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)

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