… Read Full Bio ↴Blossom Dearie (1924-2009) was an American jazz singer and pianist.
Born on 28th April 1924 in East Durham, New York, of mixed Scottish and Norwegian ancestry, Dearie began her career in vocal groups in New York. In the early 1950s she moved to Paris, forming her own vocal group, The Blue Stars, later to become the Swingle Singers.
After signing to Verve, Dearie returned to the U.S. where, despite developing a successful career and achieving international fame, by 1974 the lack of interest from major labels led her to start her own label, Daffodil Records. She continued performing into her eighties.
Blossom Dearie died on 7th February 2009, at her apartment in Greenwich Village, New York City
The Boy Next Door
Blossom Dearie Lyrics
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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
And he lives at fifty-one-thirty-three
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
The Boy Next Door by Blossom Dearie is a song about an infatuated young woman who falls in love with her neighbor. She speaks of her love and desire for him, how she dreams of meeting him, but unfortunately, he doesn't know she exists. The song is sung in a soft, soothing voice, which gives off a tone of longing and unrequited love.
The lyrics paint a picture of a hopeless, one-sided love. The singer expresses her deep admiration and love for the boy next door and how she wishes he would notice her. She lives on the same street as him, yet he doesn't even know she exists. She finds herself dreaming of him all the time but knows that there is no hope for anything to happen between them.
The song is an excellent example of how love can be one-sided, and how sometimes even being near the person you love doesn't necessarily mean they will reciprocate your feelings. Blossom Dearie does an excellent job of conveying the emotion and pain that comes with an unrequited love.
Line by Line Meaning
The moment I saw him smile
As soon as I witnessed his smile, I understood that he was my type.
I knew he was just my style
I realized that he was exactly the kind of person I love.
My only regret is we've never met
I wish we had a chance to interact and know each other.
Though I dream of him all the while
He is constantly on my mind, even in my dreams.
But he doesn't know I exist
He is unaware of my existence.
No matter how I may persist
Even if I keep trying hard to get his attention.
So it's clear to see there's no hope for me
I have no chance to win his affection or admiration.
Though I live at fifty-one-thirty-five Kensington Avenue
We are neighbors, living opposite to each other on the same street.
And he lives at fifty-one-thirty-three
The boy I fancy stays only two houses away from mine.
How can I ignore the boy next door
It is impossible for me not to notice the person living so close to me.
I love him more than I can say
My fondness for him is beyond verbal expression.
Doesn't try to please me
He is not attempting to impress or satisfy me intentionally.
Doesn't even tease me
He does not indulge in playful teasing or mocking, indicating his ignorance of my feelings.
And he never sees me glance his way
He has never caught me looking at him lovingly.
And though I'm heart-sore, the boy next door
Even though my heart is hurting due to his indifference, I still fancy him.
Affection for me won't display
He does not show any sign of affection or interest in me.
I just adore him
Despite all these, I still have an intense liking for him.
So I can't ignore him
For me, ignoring or forgetting him is next to impossible.
The boy next door
The guy next door whom I never met but still have strong feelings for.
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Hugh Martin, Ralph Blane
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
Heather Collins
on Comment Allez Vous
(Parlez-vous Français?)
Mais oui, allons-y
(Parlez-vous chère madame?)
Comment allez vous? Fancy bumping into you
Comment allez vous? Tell me everything that's new
Are you happy are you sad?
Feeling good or feeling bad?
(and is there anything you're craving?)
(do you feel like misbehaving?)
Comment allez vous? Gee, it's nice to see you here
Comment allez vous? You look better every year
I was really on my way, but I had to stop and say:
Comment allez vous?
(Comment allez vous petit chou?)
Say it, it has 'savoir faire'
(Comment allez vous mon minou?)
Has a continental air
(once she heard it in the land, from a chinese laundry man)
Cloaks and suitors, by the oodles, say it to their cute french poodles
Comment allez vous?
Spaniards say it, so do Greeks
Comment allez vous?
In the desert, so do Sheiks
(show they know a thing or two)
(it's so easy, why can't you say?)
Comment?
Comment?
Comment allez vous?