You know I love my Lady, been together so long Like a worn-out recording, of my favorite song So while she lay there sleeping, I read the paper in bed And in the personal columns there was this letter that read
If you like Piña 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 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 kind of 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 I'm not much into health food, but I am into champagne I've got to meet you by tomorrow And cut through all this red tape At a bar called Scrappy Malloy's, 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 I said: I never knew
I never knew you liked Piña Coladas Or getting 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 You're the lady that I've looked for come with me and escape
Compositor: Rupert Holmes (Goldstein David) ECAD: Obra #4363101 Fonograma #6264254