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FRANK SINATRA >> Merchandise Links
FRANK SINATRA
(Paul James, Kay Swift) 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?"
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