I was tired of my lady, we'd been together too long

Like a wornout recording of a favorite song

So while she lay there sleeping, I read the paper in bed

And in the personals column, there was this letter I read

If you like Pina Coladas and gettin' 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 a 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 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 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 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, "oh, it's you"

Then 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 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

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

You're the love that I've looked for