The Ad-Libs - The Boy from New York City Lyrics
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The Boy from New York City
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What Are The Lyrics For The Boy from New York City By The Ad-Libs?
Oo ah oo ah oo oo, Kitty
Tell us about the boy From New York City Oo ah oo ah come on, Kitty 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 the way he looked at me just Swept me off my feet Yeah, yeah Oo ee you oughta come and see How he walks yeah yeah And he talks Oo ah oo ah oo oos Kitty Tell us about the boy from New York City Oo ah oo ah come on, Kitty 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 Oo ee, yeah we're all right Yeah, oo oo Ev'ry time he says he loves me Chills run down my spine Ev'ry time he wants to kiss me He makes me feel so fine. That's him Alright he's the boy from New York City We call him Jill, we're all right. Oo ah oo ah Kitty, Tell us about the boy from New York City Oo ah oo ah Kitty, Tell us about the boy from New York City |
Who Wrote The Boy from New York City By The Ad-Libs?
George Davis, John Taylor
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What's The Duration Of The The Boy from New York City By The Ad-Libs?The duration of The Boy from New York City is 3:07 minutes and seconds. |
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