Girl From New York

She came from New York in the summer
We went to the zoo
We had a good view

I called her at four in the morning
She came to the phone
We met in a park as the dawn came
I picked her a rose

Some how we found the time
To love each other's mind
Peanut butter's fine

She came from New York in the summer
We went to the zoo
We had a good view

And now she's gone away
I'm waiting for the day
When she will be mine

I called her at four in the morning
She came to the phone
We met in a park as the dawn came
I picked her a rose