I was tired of my lady, we'd together too long. Like a recording, of a favorite song. So while she lay there sleeping, I the paper in bed. And in the personals column, there was letter I read:
"If you like Coladas, and getting caught in the rain. If you're not into yoga, if you have a brain. If you like love at midnight, in the dunes of the cape. I'm the love that you've for, write to me, and escape."
I didn't about my lady, I know that sounds kind of mean. But me and my old lady, had fallen into the same old routine. So I to the paper, took out a personal ad. And though I'm nobody's poet, I thought it half bad.
"Yes, I like Pina Coladas, and getting in the rain. I'm not into health food, I am into champagne. I've got to you by tomorrow noon, and cut through all this red tape. At a bar called O'Malley's, where plan our escape."
So I with high hopes, then she walked in the place. I knew her smile in an instant, I the curve of her face. It was my own lovely lady, and she said, "Oh, you." And we laughed for a moment, and I said, "I knew"..
"That you liked Pina Coladas, and getting in the rain. And the feel of the ocean, and the of champagne. If you making love at midnight, in the dunes of the cape. You're the love that looked for, come with me, and escape."
"If you like Pina Coladas, and getting in the rain. If you're not into yoga, if you half a brain. If you making love at midnight, in the dunes of the cape. I'm the love that looked for, come with me, and escape."