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| Placid Stuck In The Box Called Life Escape With Special thanks to Rupert Holmes I was tired of my lady We've been together too long Like a worn out recording Of a favourite 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 colodas And getting caught in the rain If you're not into yoga If you have half a brain If you like makin' love at midnight In the dooms of the cape I'm the love that you look for Write to me and escape Musical Interlude I didn't think about my lady I know that sounds kinda mean But me and my ol' lady Have fallen into the same old dull routine So I wrote to the paper To get a personal ad And though I'm nobody's poet I thought it wasn't half bad Yes, I like pina colodas And getting caught in the rain I'm not much into health food I am into champange I've got to meet you to by tomorrow noon And cut through all this red tape At a bar fourth o' malley's Where we'll plan our escape Musical Interlude So I waited with high hopes As she walked in through 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 "Ah, it's you" And we laughed for a moment And I said "I never knew" That you like pina colodas And getting caught in the rain And the feel of the ocean And the taste of champange If you like makin' love at midnight In the dooms of the cape You're the lady I've looked for Come with me and escape Musical Interlude Repeat First Chorus |
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