Anala

Oh I love a girl
Her name is Anala
I love her whole, my living soul
And after all she's done
I made her cry
What kind of man am I?
This love I can deny.

Anala, Anala, Anala, Anala

I want to tell you about this girl I knew
Oh I hope I'm ready; I haven't got a clue
Oh-ew-oh-ew, Oh-ew-oh-ew

And after all she's done
I made her cry
What kind of man am I?
This love I can deny.

Anala, Anala, Anala, Anala