Escape (The Pina Colada Song) - Rupert Holmes

I was tired of my lady

We'd been togehter 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'd like making love at midnight

In the dunes of the Cape,

Then I'm the love you've looked for:

Write to me and escape."

I didn't think about my lady

I know I sound kind of mean

But me and my old lady

Have 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 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 called O'Malley's

Where we'll plan out escape."

So I waited with high hopes

And she walked into 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"

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'd like making love at midnight

In the dunes of the Cape

You're the lady I've looked for

Come with me and escape.