作曲 : Martin Hanzén/Jimmy Thörnfeldt/Martti Vuorinen

Wanna be my party boy,

Wanna be my special toy.

Your eyes make me shiver and,

Your body makes me jump with joy.

You're getting far to hot to flirt,

I don't think you'll need a shirt.

Shut your mouth and get it on,

Patience shorter than my skirt.

(So tell me, do I come here often?)

Pina colada boy, you make the girls go ahh.

And when the sun goes down you make my world spin round.

Pina colada boy, you make the girls go ahh.

But when the suns back high baby I wave bye bye.

I could see you love the chance,

To be my holi-day romance.

I really need another drink,

And I'd like to watch you dance.

Pretty eyes in all the chast,

Baby let's tap on the gas.

You know how that saying goes,

About what happens in Vegas.

(You naughty boy, go to my room)

Pina colada boy, you make the girls go ahh.

And when the sun goes down you make my world spin round.

Pina colada boy, you make the girls go ahh.

But when the suns back high baby I wave bye bye.

You blend some of my juice

with your cocoon of cream

some rum and shake it up

tastes like a summer dream

You made me go uh-oh,

but I don't want your ring,

Cause boy I need you so,

but only for one thing.

So let's do it now (uno, dos tres)

Pina colada boy, you make the girls go ahh.

And when the sun goes down you make my world spin round.

Pina colada boy, you make the girls go ahh.

But when the suns back high baby I wave bye bye