Can't We Be Friends
Sonny Stitt Lyrics


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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,
What a bust, this is how the story ends:




She's gonna turn me down and say,
"Can't we be just friends?"

Overall Meaning

In the opening lines of Sonny Stitt's song "Can't We Be Friends," the singer describes himself as someone who was naive and took everything his partner said as the absolute truth. He admits that he cannot excuse this behavior on the grounds of youth because he was not a child. However, he also notes that his partner did not mean what she said, and he failed to realize this. He acknowledges that it is now too late to make amends.


The song continues as the singer describes how he believed he had found the woman of his dreams, but things did not turn out as he had hoped. She is going to reject him and then ask to be friends, leaving him feeling disappointed and hurt. The singer questions why he should care or wonder about the situation since he was the one who was rejected. He finishes by expressing his disappointment at how things turned out, and he adds that he thought he had found someone he could trust, but it turned out to be a failure.


Overall, "Can't We Be Friends" is a song about unrequited love, disappointment, and the hope that people can remain amicable and decent with each other, even in the face of rejection.


Line by Line Meaning

Took each word she said as gospel truth the way a silly little child would.
I believed every word she said like a naive child.


I can't excuse it on the grounds of youth,
I can't blame my gullibility on being young.


I was no babe in the wild, wild wood.
I wasn't completely clueless and inexperienced.


She didn't mean it,
She didn't intend to hurt me.


I should have seen it,
I should have realized what was really going on.


But now it's too late.
But now it's too late to do anything about it.


I thought I'd found the girl of my dreams,
I believed I had met my perfect match.


Now it seems,
But now it appears that wasn't the case.


This is how the story ends:
This is how things turned out in the end.


She's gonna turn me down and say,
She's going to reject me and suggest we just be friends instead.


Can't we be friends?
Can't we remain friends despite the romantic disappointment?


I thought for once it couldn't go wrong,
I thought this time everything would go smoothly.


Not for long,
But unfortunately that wasn't the case for very long.


I can see the way this ends:
I can already see how things are going to turn out.


Why should I care though she gave me the air,
Why should I be upset even though she rejected me?


Why should I cry,
Why should I shed tears?


Heave a sigh,
Or let out a heavy sigh of disappointment.


And wonder why,
And question why things turned out this way.


I thought I found the gal I could trust,
I believed I had found someone I could confide in.


What a bust, this is how the story ends:
But what a letdown, this is how things ultimately turned out.


She's gonna turn me down and say,
She's going to let me down and propose we just be friends.


Can't we be just friends?
Can't we just have a platonic relationship?




Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Kay Swift, Paul James

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Comments from YouTube:

lastknowngood0

Sonny was a lucky Cat. A hot shot meant for Sonny was passed to trumpet artist Freddie Webster,
Purportedly unknown by Mr. Stitt, in 1947. It killed Freddie instead of Sonny who had pissed off the wrong people. Smack kills in more ways than one. R.I.P. FREDDIE WEBSTER one of Miles best friends and an awesome jazz trumpeter! <<<3

tetsuo kuroiwa

Thank you.

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