By Tommy Boyce and Bobby Hart

I never thought it peculiar
That you never gave me a smile
I wasn't 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 don't 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 don't think it's 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 don't 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 don't think it's terribly peculiar
That now, little girl, you are mine
That now, little girl, you are mine
That now, little girl, you are mine