How Can I Tell Her - Lobo

She knows when I am lonesome She cries when I am sad She's up in the good times She's down in the bad Whenever I am discouraged She knows just what to do But girl, She doesn't know about you I can tell her my troubles She makes them all seem right I can make up excuses Not to hold her at night We can talk of tomorrow I'll tell her things that I wanna do But girl, How can I 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 am away How can I say it's you I think of Every single night and day But when is it easy telling someone the truth Oh girl, help me 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 you That I love you I love you But I can't think of right words to say I long to tell you That I'm always thinking of you I'm always thinking of you But my words just blow away It always ends up to one thing, honey And I can't think of right words to say Wherever I am, baby I'm always walking with you I'm always walking with you But I look and you're not there Whoever I'm with I'm always, always talking to you I'm always talking to you And I'm sad that you can't hear So sad that you can't hear It always ends up to one thing, honey When I look and you're not there I need to know you Need to feel my arms around you Feel my arms around you Like a sea around a shore Each night and day I pray In hope that I might find you In hope that I might find you Because hearts can do no more It always ends up to one thing, honey Still I kneel upon the floor

She's the prettiest girl and town and she sure knows it The way she walks and the way she talks sure shows it I hate that stuck-up so-and-so But there's one thing I gotta know Where 's she live, what's her number and how can I meet her? She comes on like she's so high-class and well-bred But I never saw a girl with such a swell head She's got herself a night, I'll wait She thinks I'll ask her for a date But where 's she live, what's her number and how can I meet her? She's in love with herselfyou know the kind Always puttin' on airs The guys in town all think she's Mona Lisa And she's got 'em all goin' out of their way to please her Well Miss C's a mystery But she don't do a thing to me But where 's she live, what's her number and how can I meet her? How can I meet her? How can I meet her?

You can tell how I walk I'm a boss (I'm a boss) You can tell how I speak I'm a king (I'm a king) You can tell how I walk, you can tell how I walk You can tell how I speak, I'm a king You can tell how I walk I'm a boss (I'm a boss) You can tell how I speak I'm a king (I'm a king) You can tell how I walk, you can tell how I walk You can tell how I speak, I'm a king 1: T.I. When I'm walkin' up, I'm bossin' up And not even on purpose bruh You talk too much, you soft as fuck Your type I've seen it all too much You don't want no boss, uh, and we knew it And life for you or we make you cough it up, and keep going I welcome you to danger zone Now you continue on at your own risk And I ain't scary shit cause when it's on, it's on And I ain't gonna be backing down for shit I'm ridin' chrome, going home with Hawaiian chick I ran a major operation, you shit minor a bit I walk like [?] designer cool cat around this bitch And when I speak to you, King shit is all you get, nigga You can tell how I walk I'm a boss (I'm a boss) You can tell how I speak I'm a king (I'm a king) You can tell how I walk, you can tell how I walk You can tell how I speak, I'm a king You can tell how I walk I'm a boss (I'm a boss) You can tell how I speak I'm a king (I'm a king) You can tell how I walk, you can tell how I walk You can tell how I speak, I'm a king 2: Rick Ross Who fuckin' with fat boy, I traffic my body weight So much cake in the club damn near caught me a fair case My old school is running Gatorade in my Chevy My money is safe, I'm runnin' last [?] We barricaded in front, the waterfalls in the back Enough crack for a month, you smell it all in my raps Niggas wanna be famous, I want the luxury tax Not one of my checks like my company facts I'm pumpin' my gas comin' down Cleveland Ave How much a nigga worth? Ho don't even ask Ten mill with Diddy, I'm getting money with Tip When you see me in the city then it's money we get You can tell how I walk I'm a boss (I'm a boss) You can tell how I speak I'm a king (I'm a king) You can tell how I walk, you can tell how I walk You can tell how I speak, I'm a king You can tell how I walk I'm a boss (I'm a boss) You can tell how I speak I'm a king (I'm a king) You can tell how I walk, you can tell how I walk You can tell how I speak, I'm a king 3: T.I. He in more shit, sure get the call he know He go too far, twenty west he better holla at them A nigga catch [?], Hustle Gang at ho Say Trae The Truth gon' cut the fool, give 'em fifty to go You the [?], we don't mention it though Told you before who about that action but you weren't listening though I'm in the BM got you [?] She fucked 3 ho bust in her throat then she one homie proposed We in the Lambo raising the dough Acting like an Atlanta nigga never made it before We actin like we never made it before In case I ain't say it before, 2014 Till I got a .40 Cal and 2000 in my jeans, nigga You can tell how I walk I'm a boss (I'm a boss) You can tell how I speak I'm a king (I'm a king) You can tell how I walk, you can tell how I walk You can tell how I speak, I'm a king You can tell how I walk I'm a boss (I'm a boss) You can tell how I speak I'm a king (I'm a king) You can tell how I walk, you can tell how I walk You can tell how I speak, I'm a king

I met him one day in the Rockies Where the night air tasted like wine The winter was hard and had me starving When the two of them found me in time Then one night I crashed north of Reno I'd been on the road too long Then I woke to the warmth of her fire And the sweet welcome home of his song It was the California Kid and Reemo Lending me a helping hand It was the California Kid and Reemo Teaching me to love And teaching me to live off the land I thanked them and headed for Oregon The trees were the walls of my home But the rain soaked my bones every morning And the chill made me feel more alone Just when I thought I should end it The world didn't need men like me My mind heard the song of my two friends And the sun started shining on me It was the California Kid and Reemo Lending me a helping hand It was the California Kid and Reemo Teaching me to love And teaching me to live off the land It was the California Kid and Reemo Lending me a helping hand It was the California Kid and Reemo Teaching me to love And teaching me to live off the land It was the California Kid and Reemo Lending me a helping hand It was the California Kid and Reemo Teaching me to love And teaching me to live off the land

Lying there beside me With your head resting on my arm Your body feels so warm And your hair smells like a Sunday morning I feel you moving closer And I know what you're gonna say But girl there's just no way I'll ever like what you'll be saying Don't tell me goodnight It makes me feel so empty inside And if only I could, I wouldn't sleep at all Oh, don't tell me goodnight Just let me drift off slowly away And dream, hmm, hmm, hmm, of you, ooh, you, ooh You reach out and you touch me Just to let me know you're there And I can feel your hair And somehow I don't feel like sleeping Don't tell me goodnight It makes me feel so empty inside And if only I could, I wouldn't sleep at all Oh, don't tell me goodnight Just let me drift off slowly away And dream, hmm, hmm, hmm, of you, ooh, ooh (Don't tell me goodnight) No, don't tell me goodnight (Don't tell me goodnight) Don't tell me (Don't tell me goodnight) Don't tell me goodnight (Don't tell me goodnight) Don't tell me goodnight (Don't tell me goodnight) Don't tell me goodnight (Don't tell me goodnight) Don't tell me goodnight (Don't tell me goodnight) (Don't tell me goodnight) (Don't tell me goodnight) (Don't tell me goodnight) (FADE)