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