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The Girl Next Door
Frank Sinatra Lyrics


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The moment I saw her smile, 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 much I persist
So it's clear to see there's no hope for me
Though I live at fifty-one thirty-five Kensington 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 thought I'm heart sore, the girl next door
Affection for me won't display
I just adore her so I can't ignore her, the girl next door

Overall Meaning

The Girl Next Door by Frank Sinatra is a classic song about yearning for someone who doesn't even know the singer exists. The first verse sets the tone for the unrequited love that the singer feels, as he notes that he knows she is his style, but they have never met. His regret over this fact is further underlined by the fact that he dreams of her constantly, making it clear that his feelings run deep. However, he acknowledges that she doesn't know he exists, no matter how much he persists in trying to make contact with her. This leaves him with the realization that there is no hope for him to be with her, despite the fact that they live as neighbors, just three numbers apart.


The second verse of the song reveals more about the girl next door, as the singer explains that he loves her more than he can say, despite the fact that she does nothing to earn his affection or even acknowledge his presence. He is so enamored of her that he cannot ignore her, even though it causes him pain to see her day after day without ever being able to express his feelings to her. The final line of the verse, "I just adore her so I can't ignore her, the girl next door", serves as a heartbreaking summary of the singer's predicament, as he is unable to move on from his love for this woman who will never know how he feels about her.


Line by Line Meaning

The moment I saw her smile, I knew she was just my style
As soon as I saw her smile for the first time, it was crystal clear to me that she is the type of person I adore and resonate with.


My only regret is we've never met for I dream of her all the while
My biggest remorse is not having met her, as I keep fantasizing about her ceaselessly.


But she doesn't know I exist, no matter how much I persist
No matter how hard I try, she seems to be unaware of my presence and oblivious to my advances.


So it's clear to see there's no hope for me
It's evident that I don't stand a chance and there is no possibility of us ever being together.


Though I live at fifty-one thirty-five Kensington Avenue
Even though I live just a couple of houses away from her on the same street - 5135 Kensington Avenue.


And she lives at fifty-one thirty three
She resides at the house next to mine - 5133.


How can I ignore the girl next door, I love her more than I can say
It's impossible for me to ignore her when she's the girl living just next to me, and I have strong feelings of affection for her that are hard to express.


Doesn't try to please me, doesn't even tease me
She doesn't go out of her way to impress me or flirt with me like other women do.


And she never sees me glance her way
Despite my frequent attempts to catch her attention, she doesn't seem to notice me or look back at me.


And though I'm heart sore, the girl next door, affection for me won't display
Although it pains me greatly, the girl next door doesn't show any signs of being interested in me or reciprocating my feelings.


I just adore her so I can't ignore her, the girl next door
I simply love her too much to pretend otherwise, even though I know deep down that she might never feel the same way about me.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Hugh Martin, Ralph Blane

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Mike


on The Lady Is A Champ

eight

She gets too hungry for dinner at eight
She can't eat late and stay up all night, because unlike society types, she has to get up in the morning.

She likes the theatre and never comes late
She cares more about seeing the play than being seen making an entrance.

She never bothers with people she'd hate
Her friends are friends, not social trophies.

Doesn't like crap games with barons or earls
While barrns and earls probably don't play craps, she associates with friends, not people to be seen with.

Won't go to Harlem in ermine and pearls
She doesn't "slum", the practice of the rich in the 30's, when the song was written, of touring poor neighborhoods dressed in rich clothes to "tut, tut" about the deplorable conditions, and congratulate each other for "caring about the poor"

Won't dish the dirt with the rest of the girls
Doesn't trade gossip for acceptance among an in-crowd


She likes the free, fresh wind in her hair
She cares more about how her hair feels than conforming with current hair fashions

Hates California, it's cold and it's damp
Since most of California is noticeably warmer and / or drier than New York, where the play the song was written for is set, this is probably a facetious excuse to like what she likes.


And she won't go to Harlem in Lincoln's or Ford's
Another reference to slumming, but facetious, since Lincolns and Fords were middle-class, not luxury brands when the lyric was written

Anonymous


on Try a Little Tenderness

Here are the correct lyrics

Try A Little Tenderness - Frank Sinatra - Lyrics

Oh she may be weary
Women do get wearied
Wearing that same old shabby dress
And when she’s weary
You try a little tenderness

You know she’s waiting
Just anticipating things she’ll may never possess
While she is without them
Try just a little bit of tenderness

It’s not just sentimental
She has her grieve and her care
And the words that soft and gentle
Makes it easier to bear
You wont regret it
Women don't forget it
Love is their whole happiness
And it’s all so easy
Try a little tenderness

Musical Interlude

And, it’s all so easy
Try a little tenderness

Daniel


on The Way You Look Tonight

I met Frank Jr. in Las Vegas, a real gentleman. RIP you both.

Giorgi Khutashvili


on Theme from New York, New York

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