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