I'm packing up my coppertone and ray-bans
i'm headed out to the edge of dry land
well i was down there just last spring
during tourist season
i gotta get back there again
but for a different reason
Chorus:
it ain't the sailboats, out on the water
it ain't the taste of the pina coladas
it ain't the fishing, i've been missing
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
playing with your long hair
and how you said you'd wait for me
well by morning i'll be there
Chorus:
it ain't the sailboats, out on the water
it ain't the taste of the pina coladas
it ain't the fishing, i've been missing
all the miles of sand or the ocean view
oh, i'm coming back for you
Oh, it ain't the sailboats, out on the water
it ain't the taste of the pina coladas
it ain't the fishing, i've been missing
all the miles of sand or the ocean view
oh, i'm coming back for you
I'm coming back for you
i'm coming back for you
i'm coming back for you
oh, yeah, yeah
coming back to kiss you girl