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On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
# \2 O, t" N. H( wWarm smell of colitas, rising up through the air+ f7 j8 Q3 O c
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light& o" e6 y% ?, @/ |2 A$ h. ]6 S
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
6 z3 \) j# e9 v, o& n+ gI had to stop for the night" H+ h/ T& d# q& a% c) F+ ]# _/ d7 k8 \
There she stood in the doorway;
# O- r, O; b( m$ ~2 `3 |I heard the mission bell; l0 n' ^5 Y' U+ U/ e
And I was thinking to myself,
) p% \$ B/ c; b$ X8 W’this could be heaven or this could be hell’9 M# O8 m, D8 w% t7 G* y% X
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
3 s9 v6 S" i$ P2 j1 a) UThere were voices down the corridor,- p: y& ]) R+ K9 d" L
I thought I heard them say...7 Z, z3 q' M9 S% {9 Z6 F) O
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Welcome to the hotel california
) [# c( C4 |+ ?5 x8 x* u* ]& eSuch a lovely place2 h7 @( N+ J' b& i
Such a lovely face
$ [$ ^# N$ q3 oPlenty of room at the hotel california
7 I8 a2 _& v8 d+ LAny time of year, you can find it here
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Her mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes bends
" u1 m" \; K' P" J( _6 |3 xShe got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends2 l5 K& _8 r8 G7 p) T
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.. b6 ^6 y: H/ }8 a: \7 K, G3 V* {
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget) Q% O6 X5 A$ g
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So I called up the captain,
: C2 g7 r% ^# a’please bring me my wine’* a7 @0 X" r- d- N" t
He said, ’we haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine’. z7 ^# n0 T" |4 A+ X4 @3 X& A
And still those voices are calling from far away,. w g5 B- Z5 l7 M. n% y
Wake you up in the middle of the night& p& s. u/ A8 T( s! v5 y- _# m
Just to hear them say...
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Welcome to the hotel california
0 z/ e9 M7 P, QSuch a lovely place
7 [+ j$ v M, J. q5 \Such a lovely face
& T9 o6 f$ m$ H5 l: Y5 sThey livin’ it up at the hotel california
! ?+ |( y$ k# ]7 aWhat a nice surprise, bring your alibis# W- I3 T, l) Y* R5 s
* @8 N' m) L3 D* W; H# }& NMirrors on the ceiling,
) W$ A/ U$ d2 X, [The pink champagne on ice
, N5 b5 t, [$ j' HAnd she said ’we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’
1 q& L/ `+ ?% p# o# U4 |) O" a8 F: zAnd in the master’s chambers,9 ^6 R( D# f8 s7 @9 Q6 t1 U
They gathered for the feast" ~/ R2 N( ^' a) }
The stab it with their steely knives,' Q# \) a4 `9 p8 B$ n
But they just can’t kill the beast
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Last thing I remember, I was
X8 J" Q1 Q; c/ C. qRunning for the door" \- y5 I* D& t' g
I had to find the passage back
7 Y2 N0 _, e0 k% aTo the place I was before
/ M. |; S" r0 G’relax,’ said the night man,& A" g/ w8 x. p0 |, I6 L# u
We are programmed to receive.
* O8 b% t! x- \$ ^: H2 wYou can checkout any time you like,$ Q+ R. E4 u) R" J
But you can never leave! |
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