Saturday, December 4, 2010

Can't We Be Friends?

by Paul James

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 going to 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 going to 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?

I thought I found the gal I could trust
What a bust
This is how the story ends
She's going to turn me down and say
'Can't we be just friends?'

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