Ana was driving On a Sunday Afternoon And I called her just past two To say, "Ana, I love ya but I can't come home to you And I won't be coming home, tomorrow too" Oh, Ana There's nothing you can do To get me in the mood It's been a pleasure to be your man and I could hold you for every dance but If I don't ever take this chance then I should never have been your man ♪ There Are cities And countries I should go Things I want to know And I promise That I'll write you In about a month or so I'll be a different guy when I come home To LA Life here's moving slow I'm leaving even though It's been a pleasure to be your man and I could hold you for every dance but If I don't ever take this chance then I should never have been your man It's been a pleasure to be your man and (Ooh, ooh, ooh Ana) I could hold you for every dance but (Ooh, ooh, ooh Ana) If I don't ever take this chance then (Ohh Ana) I should have never been your man (Ohh Ana)