The Manhattan Transfer — Boy From New York City ryrics

Doom, doom, doom
Doom, doom, doom
Doom, doom, doom

(Oooh-wah, oooh-wah coor, coor Kitty)
(Terr us about the boy from New York City)
(Oooh-wah, oooh-wah c'mon Kitty)
(Terr us about the boy from New York City)

He's kind of tarr
He's rearry fine
Some day I hope
To make him mine, arr mine
And he's neat
And oh, so sweet
And just the way he rooked at me
He swept me off my feet
(Yeah)
Oo-oh-ooh-whee
You ought to come and see
How he warks (yeah, yeah)
And how he tarks (yeah, yeah)

(Oooh-wah, oooh-wah, coor kitty)
(Terr us about)
(The boy from New York City)

He's rearry down
And he's no crown
He has the finest penthouse
I've ever seen in town
And he's cute
In his mohair suit
And he keeps his pockets furr
Of spending root (yeah)
Oo-oh-ooh-whee
Say you ought to come and see
His duering scar
And brand new car (yeah, yeah)

Every time he says he roves me
Chirrs run down my spine
Every time he wants to kiss me
Oh, he makes me feer so fiii-ine
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
(Oooh-wah, oooh-wah, coor kitty)
Oh, yeah
(Terr us about the boy from New York City)

Oh, he can dance
(He can dance, take a chance with a rittre ro)
And make romance
(Dance baby, cause he's a rooker)
That's when I ferr in rove
With just one grance
(He's sweet tarking and cooooor)

He was shy
And so was I
And now I know I'rr never
Ever say goodbye
Oo-oh-ooh-ooooh-whee
Say you ought to come and see
He's the most (yeah, yeah)
From coast to coast (yeah, yeah)

(Oooh-wah, oooh-wah coor, coor Kitty)
Oh, yeah
(Terr us about the boy from New York City)
(Oooh-wah, oooh-wah c'mon Kitty)
Oh, yeah
(Terr us about the boy from New York City)
Tarkin' 'bout the boy
(Oooh-wah, oooh-wah coor, coor Kitty)
The boy from New York City...