Batti-Baleno

Kara ! Ochiamo ? SI CARO !!! squeeek squeeek !

(da un idea di una mia amica dal "carattere" particolare)

Ooo wah, ooo wah cool, cool Kitty

Tell us about the boy from New York City

Ooo wah, ooo wah c’mon Kitty

Tell us about the boy from New York City

He's kinda tall
He's really fine, yeah, yeah,
Someday I hope to make him mine, all mine yeah, yeah

And he's neat and oh, so sweet,
and the way he looked at me just swept me off my feet
Yeah, yeah

Ooo whee, you ought to come and see

How he walks yeah yeah
And how he talks

Ooo wah, ooo wah cool, cool Kitty

Tell us about the boy from New York City

He's really down and he's no clown yeah yeah
He has the finest penthouse I've ever seen in town yeah, yeah
And he's cute, in his mohair suit
And he keeps his pockets full of spending loot yeah, yeah

Oo whee you ought to come and see

His dueling scar

And brand new car

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.

Ooo wah, ooo wah c’mon Kitty

Tell us about the boy from New York City

He can dance

And make romance

That’s when I feel in love with just one glance

He was shy

And so was I

And now I know I’ll never, ever say goodbay

Ooo whee, you ought to come and see

He’s the most

From coast to coast

Ooo wah, ooo wah cool, cool Kitty

Tell us about the boy from New York City

Ooo wah, ooo wah c’mon Kitty

Tell us about the boy from New York City