Last night as I was settling down to my going-to-bed routine, I thought about a CD that I wanted to listen to. But I couldn't find it. I searched all my 4 CD playing devices. All the drawers that I could possibly have put a CD in. But Zilch. Nothing. This happened once before already. That's my Annie Lennox Bare CD. I lost track of it a few months ago and I still have no idea where it is. Maybe they have legs?? So I ended up listening to something else. I often think that music to my life is like salt to food. Favorite music is like comfortable worn in socks, it might not be much to others, but it's the essence of life to you. A life without music can't be too much fun - I, for one, will feel really deprived. The Pina Colada Song
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'd 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 know that sounds kind of mean But me and my old lady Have fallen into the same 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 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
(repeat chorus twice and fade out)
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