Parody of "Escape" the Piña Colada song by Rupert Holmes:
I was tired of my old blues, it always was the same scan
Like a worn-out datatape, of a favorite plan
So while they all lay there waiting, I read HoloNews in bed
And in the personals column, a transmission I read
"If you like Solar Coroñas, and gettin caught in the flames
If you´re not into Minefields, and Intel Sweep is lame.
If you like winning in deployment, with a two-ship spin
I´m the blue that you've looked for, write to me, and we’ll win.
I didn't think about the old blues, I know that sounds kind of mean
But me and my old blues, had fallen into the same old dull routine
So I wrote to the Holo, took out a personal ad
And though I'm nobody´s poet, I thought it wasn't half bad
"Yes, I like Solar Coroñas, and gettin caught in the flames
Done with Superior Positions, ‘n Dangerous Territory’s a shame
I´ve got to meet you by tomorrow noon, and cut my old blues away
At a bar at Mos Eisley, where we´ll plan our next play.”
So I waited with high hopes, I put my cards on the mat.
I knew her smile in an instant, I knew in seconds flat.
It was Corellian Conflict, and she said, "Here’s your blue"
And we laughed for a moment, and I said, "I never knew"
"That I had Solar Coroñas, for gettin caught in the flames
And Navigational Hazards, has made this a brand new game,
Sensor Net and Salvage Run are cool. Armada’s shed its old skin.
You´re the blues that I've looked for, come with me, and we’ll win"
