Pina Colada In A Pint Glass

this is what i play , capo on second fret to play along with the original A D la , la la la , la , la la la A D la , la la la , la , la la la A D she’s working as a waitress in dublin , G A filling up the tourists with beer , G A D G stashing away a little cash every day , G A D for a ticket to ride out of here , A D every night she feels a little bit older , A D every day a little wetter and colder , G A D G no more rain for this irish rose , G A she’s gonna go ( she’s gonna go! ) where the palm trees grow . refrain : D A she wants a pina colada in a pint glass . . . D A she wants to be where the summer won’t stop , G A she wants gin clear water and milk white sand , G A a sunburned nose and a drink in her hand G A D with a pink umbrella on top! A D she’s standing in line at the chipper , G A waiting for her curry and peas , G A D G but dying for some of that papaya and rum , G A D and the kiss of a coconut breeze , A D every night she feels a little bit older , A D every day a little wetter and colder , G A D G she’s bought a thong bikini and a big straw hat G A she’s gonna go and she’s not coming back! refrain : D A she wants a pina colada in a pint glass . . . D A she wants to be where the summer won’t stop , G A she wants gin clear water and milk white sand , G A a sunburned nose and a drink in her hand G A D with a pink umbrella on top! A D every night she feels a little bit older , A D every day a little wetter and colder , A D she’s cleaning up the tables on sunday , G A but she’s dreaming of the tropical night , G A D G another five or ten in her pocket and then , G A D she’ll be closer to the price of a flight! A D every night she feels a little bit older , A D every day a little wetter and colder , G A D G she plays beach boys records and she dances alone , G A and before ( before ) before she goes home . . .