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On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
4 I/ d% i& d/ f9 E" L" RWarm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
6 D3 v0 k5 c( F LUp ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light# P. T7 R$ ]9 Q; N( k8 q/ S$ C
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
/ Z/ c, }9 h: r9 `: L# BI had to stop for the night
, L( K3 L! z, A# E' GThere she stood in the doorway;
: }) Y8 ?9 e: E$ OI heard the mission bell' e6 l% _5 r& z/ D% O& Y. e
And I was thinking to myself,0 S. v8 V7 {5 n4 [ k7 ?+ ]1 {
’this could be heaven or this could be hell’, P' M: c& K4 T, `% M r
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way" Z- H9 X" @# z% m3 H7 f- ]
There were voices down the corridor,+ }' t0 {- ^; w: ?6 C ~2 m [
I thought I heard them say...
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$ n- x+ R6 t7 o. x/ IWelcome to the hotel california
/ k5 Z0 ~6 k- K& J$ RSuch a lovely place
, e/ l1 L- P7 d# L* {$ k8 `4 iSuch a lovely face
2 m- q, R/ a" IPlenty of room at the hotel california
D+ w, W9 Z. t: ]" iAny time of year, you can find it here4 E* J7 O( h7 L
$ F) T2 k6 X3 C% y7 F. U1 {* pHer mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes bends# G' E: n+ W" H K' E! q: j
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends. D, x' ~! k/ H$ F- }0 T+ L
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.3 Y9 o; j \6 k
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget0 \/ \5 l, q/ w2 b: g4 q2 v
1 K% L! h2 \& ?5 v1 w$ _0 s$ XSo I called up the captain,
' f; f* v. i$ o/ m5 y’please bring me my wine’0 w( x, F3 M- B2 s
He said, ’we haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine’* s9 k& E8 h( q: k3 W& N- L) S& q
And still those voices are calling from far away,
2 o5 F$ Z3 O1 U# P$ `; ^Wake you up in the middle of the night1 e( S& a, e) y) ^& }& {
Just to hear them say...) e/ a5 f1 J1 }$ n* `- m T
f; j5 m) H( G' `# Z- i5 c4 zWelcome to the hotel california N: u; U9 q' r, v/ J
Such a lovely place
9 \1 `! o& i; E7 g; }! ]Such a lovely face
2 w A# f+ E N; y$ R+ u1 Z: JThey livin’ it up at the hotel california
6 F+ X0 s; O" a- m6 ^What a nice surprise, bring your alibis
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; k2 O& b3 x8 P- H1 V) IMirrors on the ceiling,
( h8 S- n( i) I; a! lThe pink champagne on ice
7 a8 v7 ~& i- K9 f' D4 u0 @And she said ’we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’; A) ]$ C* C% @" S; p0 R
And in the master’s chambers,
' W' F9 L& |+ XThey gathered for the feast) B i# `5 D' m* R2 @* I- P6 f: Y
The stab it with their steely knives,1 X; n1 J% K$ n- H- B" [; u
But they just can’t kill the beast2 ^' ]& a& t4 G0 S/ r
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Last thing I remember, I was9 b- ]- X! a: Q
Running for the door& m, K8 h' ~. J0 S9 h: G
I had to find the passage back
* l6 ~5 L% w% C* u% i6 N5 nTo the place I was before
2 a/ R- g6 ~# l; m' \4 B’relax,’ said the night man,0 A, P+ l, a9 }: M B$ b
We are programmed to receive.
8 ]) f, j1 k$ m6 F* }$ T5 oYou can checkout any time you like,
4 Q* ~- o( q4 [3 @) P2 J3 jBut you can never leave! |
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