The Boy Next Door

by Heather   Aug 22, 2005


There's a boy next door,
and that boy,
Oh man... I Adore!

He is there when I am mad
and he is there when I am sad.

He alwys know what to say to
put a smile on my face.

We laugh together,
we play together,
we should be together.

He doesn't know how much
I adore him,
Cause to him,
I'm just the girl next door!

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