Frank Sinatra

The moment I saw her face,
I knew she was just my style.
My only regret is weve never met for I dream of her all the while,
But she doesnt know I exist,
No matter how I persist.
So its clear to see theres no hope for me,
Though I live at fifty-one thirty-five kensngton avenue,
And she lives at fifty-one thirty three.

How can I ignore the girl next door,
I love her more than I can say.
Doesnt try to please me,
Doesnt even tease me,
And she never sees me glance her way.
And I thought Im heartsore,
The girl next door
Affection for me wont display.
I just adore her so I cant ignore her,
The girl next door.