The Boy from New York City

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Tell us about the boy from New York City

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Tell us about the boy from New York City

He's kind of tall

He's really fine

Some day I hope to make him mine, all mine

And he's neat

And oh so sweet

And just the way he looked at me

He swept me off my feet

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How he walks

And how he talks

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Tell us about the boy from New York City

He's really down

And he's no clown

He has the finest penthouse I've ever seen in town

And he's cute

In his mohair suit

And he keeps his pockets full of spending loot

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His dueling scar

And brand new car

Every time he says he loves me

Chills run down my spine

Every time he wants to kiss me

He makes me feel so fine

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Tell us about the boy from New York City

Well he can dance

(He can dance, take a chance with a little ro-)

And make romance

(mance baby, cause he's a looker)

That's when I feel in love

With just one glance

(He's sweet talking and cool)

He was shy

And so was I

And now I know I'll never, ever say goodbye

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He's the most

From coast to coast

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Tell us about the boy from New York City

Ooo wah, ooo wah c'mon kitty

Tell us about the boy from New York City