Boy From New York City — текст песни (Darts)

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

Someday I hope to make him mine
all mine.
And he`s heat and oh
so sweet

And just the way he looked at me
Just swept me off my feet.

Oo-ee
you ought to come and see
How he walks and how he talks.

Oo-ah
oo-ah
oo-oo Kitty

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;

Oo-ee
say
you ought to come and see
His pretty bar and his brand new car.
Ev`ry time he says he loves me
Chills run down my spine

Ev`ry time he wants to kiss me
Oo - it makes me feel so fine.

Oo-ah
oo-ah
oo-oo Kitty
. . .

He can dance and make romance
That`s when I fell in love with just one glance.
He was shot and so was I -
And now I know we`ll never ever say good-bye.

Oo-ee
say
you ought to come and see
He`s the most from coast to coast.

Oo-ah
oo-ah
oo-oo Kitty
. . .
Oo-ah
oo-ah
come on Kitty
. . .
Oo-ah
oo-ah
oo-oo Kitty
. . .