Sippin’ Pina Coladas on the Beach with my Latin Lover
[verse]
The plan to take the man for his money went without a hitch
I left the stolen getaway car in a rural ditch
Caught a ride on glider that set me down across the border
Now I’m just layin low ’til the whole thing just blows over
[chorus]
Sippin’ Pina Coladas on the Beach with my Latin Lover
Dancin’ to the mambo; keeping our heads under cover
Singin’ with a mariachi band at Raoul’s Cantina
Sailin’ on the yacht that I bought at Raoul’s Marina
Learnin’ to make love in ways I’ve yet to discover
and Sippin’ Pina Coladas on the Beach with my Latin Lover
[verse]
I’m always checkin’ over my shoulder lookin’ for a subpoena
When it comes we’re all packed to take the yacht down to Argentina
Our home is the world so it doesn’t matter where we sail
As long as there’s a beach with sand that can cover our trail
[instrumental bridge]
[chorus]
Copyright 2006 Donald Paul Harris