First Released: 1979
I was tired of my lady
We'd been together too long
Like a one hour 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 making love at midnight,
In the dunes of the Cape,
Then I'm the love that you've looked for,
Write to me and escape.
I didn't think about my lady,
I know that sounds kinda mean.
Well me and my old lady,
Had fallen into that 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 Pina Coladas,
And getting caught in the rain,
I'm not much into health food,
I am into champange.
I've got to meet you by tomorrow noon,
And cut through all this red tape,
At a bar called O'Maley's,
And 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, it's you!"
And we laughed for a moment,
And I said, "I never knew..."
That you liked Pina Coladas,
And getting caught in the rain,
And the feel of the ocean,
And the taste of champange.
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 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,
Then I'm the love that you've looked for,
Write to me and escape.
I was tired of my lady
We'd been together too long
Like a one hour 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 making love at midnight,
In the dunes of the Cape,
Then I'm the love that you've looked for,
Write to me and escape.
I didn't think about my lady,
I know that sounds kinda mean.
Well me and my old lady,
Had fallen into that 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 Pina Coladas,
And getting caught in the rain,
I'm not much into health food,
I am into champange.
I've got to meet you by tomorrow noon,
And cut through all this red tape,
At a bar called O'Maley's,
And 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, it's you!"
And we laughed for a moment,
And I said, "I never knew..."
That you liked Pina Coladas,
And getting caught in the rain,
And the feel of the ocean,
And the taste of champange.
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 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,
Then I'm the love that you've looked for,
Write to me and escape.