I was tired of my lady, we'd been together too long
 Like a worn out recording of a favorite song
 So while she lay there sleepin' I read the paper in bed
 And in the personal columns, there was this letter I 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
 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 piña 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, "Aw, it's you."
 Then we laughed for a moment and I said, "I never knew."

 That you like piña coladas and gettin' 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 on the cape
 You're the lady I've looked [bad word] with me and escape

 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 on the cape
 Then I'm the love that you've looked for, write to me and escape

 Yes I like piña 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