I was Tired of my lady,
We‘ve been together to long,
Like a worn out recording.
Of your Favourite Song,
So while she lay there sleepin’,
I read the paper in bed,
And in the personal columns,
There was this letter I read,
If you like Pina Coladas and gettin’ caught in the rain,
If you’re not into yoga and you have half a brain,
If you like making love at midnight in the dunes of the cape,
Then I’m the love that you looked for, write to me and escape,
I didn’t think about my lady,
I know that sounds kinda mean,
But me and my old lady,
Are falling into the same dull routine,
So I wrote to the paper,
Took out a personal ad,
Though I’m nobody’s poet,
I thought it wasn‘t half-bad,
Yes I like Pina Coladas and getting caught in the rain,
I’m not much into health food, I am into Champagne,
I got to get you by tomorrow, and cut through all this red tape,
Add a bar for the rallies where we‘ll plan our escape,
So I waited with high hopes,
And she walked in the place,
I knew her smile in an instant,
I knew the curve of her face,
It was my own lovely lady,
And she said "Aw its you",
And we laughed for a moment,
And I said I never knew,
That you liked Pina Coladas and gettin caught in the rain,
And the feel of the ocean and the taste of Champagne,
If you like making love at Midnight in the Dunes of the Cape,
Your the lady I‘ve looked for, Come with me and escape.
If you like Pina Coladas and gettin caught in the rain,
If you’re not into yoga and you have half a brain,
If you like making love at midnight in the dunes of the cape,
Then I’m the love that you looked for, write to me and escape..