Artist: Rupert Holmes




Title: Escape (the Pina Colada Song).






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








If you're not into yoga




If you have half a brain,








In the dunes of the Cape,




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




Write to me and escape."










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








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








In the dunes of the Cape




You're the lady I've looked for




Come with me and escape.