Can't We Be Friends? - Frank Sinatra

I took each word she said as gospel truth

The way a silly little child would,

I can't excuse it on the grounds of youth,

I was no babe in the wild, wild wood.

She didn't mean it,

I should have seen it,

But now it's too late

I thought I'd found the girl of my dreams,

now it seems,

this is how the story ends:

She's gonna turn me down and say,

"Can't we be friends?"

I thought for once it couldn't go wrong,

not for long,

I can see the way this ends:

She's gonna turn me down and say,

"Can't 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:

She's gonna turn me down and say,

"Can't we be just friends?"