I was tired of my lady, been together too long. a worn-out recording, of a favorite song. So she lay there sleeping, I read the paper in bed. And in the column, there was this letter I read:
"If you Pina 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 looked for, 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 old dull routine. So I wrote to the paper, out a personal ad. And though I'm poet, I thought it wasn't half bad.
"Yes, I like Pina Coladas, and caught in the rain. I'm not much into health food, I am champagne. I've got to you by tomorrow noon, and cut through all this red tape. At a bar called O'Malley's, we'll plan our escape."
So I with 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 lady, and she said, "Oh, it's you." And we for a moment, and I said, "I never knew"..
"That you Pina Coladas, and getting caught in the rain. And the of the ocean, and the taste of champagne. If you like making 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 making love at midnight, in the dunes of the cape. I'm the that you've looked for, come with me, and escape."