Lyrics

I was tired of my lady, we'd been together too long Like a worn-out recordin' of a favorite song So while she lay there sleepin', I read the paper in bed And in the personal column there was this letter I read "If you like Piña Coladas, getting caught in the rain If you're not into yoga, if you have half a brain If you like making love at midnight in the dunes of the cape I'm the one that you've 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 had fallen into the same old dull routine So, I wrote to the paper, took out a personal ad And though I'm nobody's poet, I thought it wasn't half bad "Yes, I like Piña Coladas and getting caught in the rain No, 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 called O'Malleys, where we'll plan our escape" So I waited with high hopes, then 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, "Oh, it's you?" And we laughed for a moment, and she said, "I never knew" "That you liked Piña Coladas and getting caught in the rain And the smell of the ocean and the taste of champagne If you like making love at midnight in the dunes of the cape You're the one that I've looked for, come with me and escape" If you like Piña Coladas and getting caught in the rain And the smell of the ocean and the taste of champagne If you like making love at midnight in the dunes of the cape You're the one that I've looked for, come with me and escape If you like Piña Coladas and getting caught in the rain If you like Piña Coladas and the taste of champagne If you like Piña Coladas, getting caught in the rain
Writer(s): Mark Allen Mothersbaugh Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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