I'm packing up my Coppertone and RayI'm headed out to the edge of dry land
Well I was down there just last spring
I gotta get back there again
But for a different reason
During tourist season It ain't the taste of the Pina Coladas
It ain't the fishing, I've been missing
It ain't the sailboats, out on the water
All the miles of sand or the ocean view
Oh, I'm coming back for you Babe we're going out of our minds in the moonlight
Tanned bodies tangled all up, all night
I remember that gentle breeze
And how you said you'd wait for me
Playing with your long hair Well by morning I'll be there
It ain't the sailboats, out on the water
It ain't the taste of the Pina Coladas
All the miles of sand or the ocean view
It ain't the fishing, I've been missing
Oh, I'm coming back for you
Oh, it ain't the sailboats, out on the water All the miles of sand or the ocean view
It ain't the fishing, I've been missing
It ain't the taste of the Pina Coladas
Oh, I'm coming back for you I'm coming back for you
I'm coming back for you
Coming back to kiss you girlOh, yeah, yeah
I'm coming back for you.
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