By tommy boyce and bobby hart

I never thought it peculiar
That you never gave me a smile.
I wasnt socially suited
To make it worth your while.

Oh no and I never thought it peculiar
That my heart always beat like a drum.
Each time I would see you walk by me
You were as pretty as they come.

So I sent some flowers to your doorstep.
And wrote on the card I love you.
I dont know why but I do know that i
Had a feeling that you liked me too.

So I never thought it peculiar
When you stopped to ask me the time.
And I dont think its terribly peculiar
That now, little girl, you are mine.

So I sent some flowers to your doorstep.
And wrote on the card I love you.
I dont know why but I do know that i
Had a feeling that you liked me too.

So I never thought it peculiar
When you stopped to ask me the time.
And I dont think its terribly peculiar
That now, little girl, you are mine.
That now, little girl, you are mine.
That now, little girl, you are mine.