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She knows when I'm lonesome, she cries when I'm sad
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She's up in the good times, she's down in the bad
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Whenever I'm discouraged, she knows just what to do
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But girl she doesn't know about you.
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I can tell her my troubles, she makes them all seem right
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I can make up excuses not to hold her at night
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We can talk of tomorrow, I'll tell her things that I want to do
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But girl how can I tell her about you.
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How can I tell her about you
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Girl please tell me what to do
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Everything seems right whenever I'm with you
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So girl won't you tell me how to tell her about you.
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How can I tell her I don't miss her whenever I'm away
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How can I say it's you I think of every single night and day
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But when is it easy telling someone we're through
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Ah girl help me tell her about you.
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How Can I Tell Her
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