Lyrics:

(Hugh Martin, Ralph Blane)[Recorded January 16, 1962, Los Angeles]The moment I saw her face, I knew she was just my style.My only regret is we've never met for I dream of her all the while,But she doesn't know I exist, no matter how I persist.So it's clear to see there's 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.Doesn't try to please me, doesn't even tease me,And she never sees me glance her way.And I thought I'm heartsore, the girl next doorAffection for me won't display.I just adore her so I can't ignore her, the girl next door.