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