He's kinda tall
he's really fine
And 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 swept me off my feet
Ooo wee you ought
to come and see
How he walks
and how he talks
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
fulll of spendin' loot
Oooo wee you ought
to come and see
His brand new car
and his dueling scar
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
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Well he can dance
and make romance
That's when I fell in love
with just one glance
Well he was shy
and so was I
Now I know I'll never
ever say goodbye
Ooh wee you ought
to come and see
He's the most from
coast to coast
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Talk about the boy
the boy from New York City
girls he's fine