In recognition of the bloody cold weather we've been having the past few days...
She plays Beach Boys records and she dances alone,
And before (before) before she goes home...
She wants a Piña Colada in a pint glass...
She wants to be where the summer won’t stop,
She wants gin clear water and milk white sand,
A sunburned nose and a drink in her hand
With a pink umbrella on top!-- Gaelic Storm, " Piña Colada in a Pint Glass," How Are We Getting Home? (2004)
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