The Girl from New York City Tom Jones (Ft. Donny Osmond)
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Ooo wah, ooo wah, c'mon kitty
Tell us about the girl from New York City
Ooo wah, ooo wah, c’mon kitty
Tell us about the girl from New York City
She's kind of tall
And she's really fine
Some day I hope to make her mine, all mine
And she’s so neat
Oh so sweet
And just the way she looked at me
Swept me off my feet
Ooo whee, you ought to come and see
The way she walks
The way she talks
Ooo wah, ooo wah, c'mon kitty
Tell us about the girl from New York City
She's really down
She's no clown
She has the finest penthouse I've ever seen in town
And she's cute
In her mohair suit
And she makes me fill my pockets full of spending loot
Tell us about the girl from New York City
Ooo wah, ooo wah, c’mon kitty
Tell us about the girl from New York City
She's kind of tall
And she's really fine
Some day I hope to make her mine, all mine
And she’s so neat
Oh so sweet
And just the way she looked at me
Swept me off my feet
Ooo whee, you ought to come and see
The way she walks
The way she talks
Ooo wah, ooo wah, c'mon kitty
Tell us about the girl from New York City
She's really down
She's no clown
She has the finest penthouse I've ever seen in town
And she's cute
In her mohair suit
And she makes me fill my pockets full of spending loot
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