I Was Tired Of My Lady 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 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 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 I Didn't Think About My Lady I didn't think about my lady, I know that sounds kinda 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 marching to health food, I am into champagne I'd like 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 I Didn't Think About My Lady 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 like 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 I've looked for, come with me and escape If You Like Pina Coladas 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 I'm the love that you've looked for, write to me and escape Yes I like pina coladas, and getting caught in the rain I'm not marching to 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