Oh what a shame that your
pockets did bleed on St. Valentine's
And you sat in a chair thinking：
"Boy I'm such a Prince!"
Well life's a train that goes
from February on day by day
But it's making a stop on April first

Chorus：
Ana you will believe in love
Ana all that it's supposed to be
But just until the fish start to smell
And you're struck down by a hammer

Sure you were swift when
the handsome Greek boys
dropped by with gifts
You are suave thanks to
ribbons that opened sesame
But in the stars and closer
to home in every planet
It ain't hard for me and
dear JoJo to see

Chorus

So let it all go by looking at the sky
Wondering if there are clouds and stuff in hell