I was tired of my lady, we'd together too long. a worn-out recording, of a favorite 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 Coladas, and getting caught in the rain. If not into yoga, if you have half a brain. If you like love at midnight, in the dunes of the cape. I'm the that you've looked 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 wrote to the paper, took out a ad. And though I'm nobody's poet, I thought it wasn't bad.
"Yes, I like Pina Coladas, and caught in the rain. I'm not into health food, I am into champagne. I've got to meet you by tomorrow noon, and cut all this red tape. At a bar called O'Malley's, where we'll our escape."
So I with high hopes, then she walked in the place. I knew her smile in an instant, I knew the of her face. It was my own lady, and she said, "Oh, it's you." And we laughed for a moment, and I said, "I knew"..
"That you liked Pina Coladas, and caught in the rain. And the feel of the ocean, and the 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 getting in the rain. If you're not into yoga, if you half a brain. If you like making at midnight, in the dunes of the cape. I'm the love that you've for, come with me, and escape."