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… 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 personals column, 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 of the cape

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