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 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 to 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’m away?     How can I say it’s you I think of  every single night and day?     But when is it easy  telling someone we’re through?     Ah 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.           ( ) ...