THE BOY FROM NEW YORK CITY (1964) - THE AD LIBS

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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
Someday 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
Ooooooooh, Weeeeeee
You ought to come and see
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
Ooooooooh, Weeeeeee
You ought to come and see
His pretty bar
And his brand new car
Every time he says he loves me
Chills run down my spine
Every time he wants to kiss me
Ooooooh, he makes me feel so fine, yeah
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Tell us about the boy from New York City
We can dance
And make romance
That's when I fell in love
With just one glance
He was shocked
And so was I
And now I know we'll never ever
Say goodbye
Ooooooooh, Weeeeeee
You ought to come and see
He's the most
From coast to coast
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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