thanhan wrote on 07. Dec 2006 , 13:15:Anh Troubadour9 nói chuyện vui quá hĩ!
Thì ra anh đang lê lết ì ạch, báo hại mấy ngày nay tôi cứ canh me chờ nghe nhạc mới do anh hát. Toi có thấy ai gác cổng trường này đâu, ủa vậy ra có các mệ ở trong này à, vậy chắc tôi chuồn sớm.
Chào anh và chúc anh có đủ sức khoẻ để lết nhé.
Anh Tha Nhân ơi ,
Anh T9 đánh vật với cái máy rồi đổ tiếng ác cho các mệ đó mà.

Anh T9 nhắn anh không phải chuồn đi đâu cả , xin mời anh và cả nhà nghe How Can I Tell Her.

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.
And whenever I'm discouraged, she knows just what to do.
But girl, she doesn't know about you.
I can tell her 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 I want 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?
And 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.