Lyrics:

Man, I could use a Piña Colada

Little bit of sun on my skin

A hammock, a book

Never gonna look back

Once my feet hit the sand

I've had it up to here with this rat race

Need a smile on my face



I wanna go where I can lighten up the load

Drive a little while on the wrong side of the road

Get this laying low off to a flying start

Play my guitar in the Caribbean sun

Hang with the locals at the Quiet Mon

Where you can be a tourist, a beach bum, or a star

And be as you are



Gettin' stuck sure would be easy

In this palm tree paradise

Ambition fades with every wave

For the finer things in life

Maybe I'll just hang around here

Go home later next year



I wanna stay down there where I can lighten up the load

Drive a little while on the wrong side of the road

Get this laying low off to a flying start

Play my guitar in the Caribbean sun

Hang with the locals at the Quiet Mon

Where you can be a tourist, a beach bum, or a star

And be as you are



I wanna play my guitar in the Caribbean sun

Hang with the locals at the Quiet Mon

Where you can be a tourist, a beach bum, or a star

And be as you are

Be as you are