| ::The Boy Next Door:: Words and music by Hugh Martin and Ralph Blane The moment I saw him smile, I knew he was just my style, My only regret is we've never met, Though I dream of him all the while. But he doesn't know I exist, No matter how I may persist, So it's clear to see there's no hope for me, Though I live at 5135 Kensington Avenue And he lives at 5133. How can I ignore The boy next door? I love him more than I can say. Doesn't try to please me, doesn't even tease me, And he never sees me glance his way. And though I'm heart-sore The boy next door affection for me won't display, I just adore him, so I can't ignore him, The boy next door. I just adore him, so I can't ignore him, The boy next door. |