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 You might also like Too Much, Too Little, Too Late Tom Jones Reunited Tom Jones Delilah Tom Jones 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
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