I was tired of my lady
We'd been together too long
Like a worn out recording
Of a favorite song
So while she lay there sleeping
I read the paper in bed
And in the personal columns
There was this letter I read
If you like pina coladas
And getting caught in the rain
If you're not into yoga
If you have half a brain
If you like ** ** at midnight
In the dunes of the cape
And I'm the love that you look for
Write to me and escape
I didn't think about my lady
I know that sounds kind of mean
But me and my old lady
But fallen into the same old dumb routine
So I wrote to the paper
Took out a personal ad
And while 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've got to meet you by tomorrow noon
And cut through all this red tape
At a bar cotton alleys
Where we plan our escape
So I waited with high hopes
And she walked in the place
And you were smile in an instant
I knew the curve of her face
It was my own other lady
And she said aren't you
Then we laughed for a moment
And I said I never knew that you like pina coladas
Getting caught in the rain
And the feel of the
Ocean and the taste of champagne
If you like ** ** at midnight
In the dunes of the cape
You're the lady I've looked for
Come with me and escape
If you like pina coladas
And getting caught in the rain
If you're not into yoga
If you have half a brain
If you love ** ** at midnight
In the dunes of the cain
And I'm the love that you look for
Write to me and escape
If you love me