Intro
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[Verse 1]
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Ana was driving
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On a Sunday Afternoon
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And I called her just past two to say
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Ana, I love ya but I can’t come home to you
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And I won’t be coming home, tomorrow too”
[Verse 2]
G#m
Oh, Ana
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There’s nothing you can do
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To get me in the mood
[Chorus 1]
E A G#m
It’s been a pleasure to be your man and
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I could hold you for every dance but
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If I don’t ever take this chance then
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I should never have been your man
[Interlude]
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[Verse 3]
E
There
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Are cities
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And countries I should go
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Things I want to know
E
And I promise
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That I’ll write you
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In about a month or so
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I’ll be a different guy when I come home
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To LA
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Life herе’s moving slow
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I’m leaving even though
[Chorus 2]
E A G#m
It’s been a pleasure to be your man and
E A G#m G#
I could hold you for every dance but
A G#m G#
If I don’t ever take this chance then
A F#m
I should never have been your man
E A G#m
It’s been a pleasure to be your man and
E A G#m G#
I could hold you for every dance but
A G#m G#
If I don’t ever take this chance then
A F#m
I should never have been your man