HOW CAN I TELL HER Lobo
She knows when I’m lonesome.
She cries when I’m sad.
She’s up in the good times.
She’s down in the bad.
Whenever I’m discouraged.
She knows just what to do.
But girl, she doesn’t know about you.
I can tell her my trauble.
She makes them all seem right.
I can make up tomorrow.
I’ll tell her things that I wanna do.
But girl, I cannot tell her about you.
* How can I tell her about you
Girl please tell me what to do
Everything seems right whenever I’m with you
So girl, won’t you tell me
How to tell her about you
How can I tell her I don’t miss her
Whenever I’m away
How can I say it’s you I think of
Every single night and day
But when is it easy tellin’ someone we’re thru
Ah, girl, help me tell her about you
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