Frank Sinatra – Can’t We Be Friends

I took each word she said as gospel truth the way a silly little child would.

I cant excuse it on the grounds of youth,

I was no babe in the wild, wild wood.

She didnt mean it,

I should have seen it,

But now its too late.

I thought Id found the girl of my dreams,

Now it seems,

This is how the story ends:

Shes gonna turn me down and say,

Cant we be friends?

I thought for once it couldnt go wrong,

Not for long,

I can see the way this ends:

Shes gonna turn me down and say,

Cant we be friends?

Why should I care though she gave me the air,

Why should I cry,

Heave a sigh,

And wonder why,

And wonder why?

I thought I found the gal I could trust,

Watta bust, this is how the story ends:

Shes gonna turn me down and say,

Cant we be just friends?