The Girl from New York City

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

She's kind of tall
And she's really fine
Some day I hope to make her mine, all mine

And she’s so neat
Oh so sweet
And just the way she looked at me
Swept me off my feet

Ooo whee, you ought to come and see
The way she walks
The way she talks

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

She's really down
She's no clown
She has the finest penthouse I've ever seen in town
And she's cute
In her mohair suit
And she makes me fill my pockets full of spending loot

Ooo whee, you ought to come and see
The way she walks
And the way she talks

Every time she says she loves me
Chills run down my spine
Every time she wants to kiss me
She leaves me in a cold, cold sweat
Cold, cold sweat

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

She was shy
And so was I
And now I know I'll never, ever say goodbye
Ooo whee, you ought to come and see
She’s the most
From coast to coast

Ooo whee, you ought to come and see
She's the most
From coast to coast
She's the girl from New York