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On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair+ ` [; c2 |0 f# W
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air+ t. }' `' c5 i- t, c8 T1 N# M: n$ T
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
$ |$ `6 ~0 u- ^# F: X6 ~; I- OMy head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I: {3 H$ c! D" r# p2 a& [, B. \* yI had to stop for the night3 i; F0 U6 ^5 [7 ?8 I& s$ l; I
There she stood in the doorway;( g- H9 p) P3 ~
I heard the mission bell0 } I7 E0 r2 {3 W# s& Z& R
And I was thinking to myself,
5 h( ~$ {, g3 t; q" D' n1 b’this could be heaven or this could be hell’
' Y- V: {, f! `3 r3 L# wThen she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
. p4 {% d( R% L/ m; j: ]! z8 Q7 @There were voices down the corridor,
4 x6 b0 T+ q2 m. R9 X+ r& J9 ~- XI thought I heard them say...
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Welcome to the hotel california
9 }; S3 s* [' PSuch a lovely place
3 E% o N2 K. O; X oSuch a lovely face: l% E% s* \/ B
Plenty of room at the hotel california* }% Y. C& y+ J5 N& k! p7 X
Any time of year, you can find it here5 ]( ]: _0 j, w- K! i9 y& Z) f* ]
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Her mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes bends
+ g4 J X3 y$ R! D$ q; ]! j* o0 ?She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
# U' L8 d* o& q9 Y# T" D' [How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
3 B6 x/ Z$ x2 D5 K0 xSome dance to remember, some dance to forget
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( G N7 _# y: ]) l- a, `So I called up the captain,
; d' Y4 \/ |% R* M* m: Q& V’please bring me my wine’
3 m$ Z1 J- m8 d. F- rHe said, ’we haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine’
: z% a! \6 v" F0 p' AAnd still those voices are calling from far away,! n0 V9 s9 m- V4 D. A: P
Wake you up in the middle of the night
2 r' i9 Z: T2 x# z( R( l& uJust to hear them say..., [ D* c' R' m9 V
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Welcome to the hotel california4 [5 W# ], d4 f$ ~ K$ O
Such a lovely place( m6 ~2 E6 ^& e+ A! c& O
Such a lovely face% x/ G( l4 Q6 i- f1 `1 F
They livin’ it up at the hotel california
) }6 i" l8 A" yWhat a nice surprise, bring your alibis! a @/ f& y8 q) r% @1 p% |
' h: x, |% \( V: H* r' w3 ?Mirrors on the ceiling,
2 N1 ?0 ^7 O3 VThe pink champagne on ice T2 o7 s+ d) t0 r
And she said ’we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’' B R7 Z" v% _6 p/ }( w4 e
And in the master’s chambers,
+ K1 ?2 H! o( b9 ?0 sThey gathered for the feast
" t& \/ p7 t/ k6 t7 JThe stab it with their steely knives,
& o3 a% ?3 T# J! H- D. ~0 x2 nBut they just can’t kill the beast0 ]/ y4 Q! q2 h0 i
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Last thing I remember, I was$ Z4 I) l: ^$ J' s
Running for the door& K6 p, [* n5 D7 y% K6 @
I had to find the passage back
3 R2 A6 d6 H; L4 tTo the place I was before$ H d4 r# R) F+ V' f5 _
’relax,’ said the night man,
& C1 A. X2 H1 ?" s! ?We are programmed to receive. {3 p! U' ]4 ?1 e/ w
You can checkout any time you like,
( N+ u# S8 R; V/ Z$ G# `But you can never leave! |
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