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On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair5 k' D, L. n- g5 x
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
& n- ^' r0 h) i" u& e* p' H) qUp ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light0 Q; y% | M C0 m
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
. X4 {* R1 G$ P- T6 n% ^9 j/ hI had to stop for the night2 `" B# f: ~2 r
There she stood in the doorway;+ \. g; c3 }% Q" K8 A
I heard the mission bell; D+ e0 Q# a3 y0 _6 {$ Z
And I was thinking to myself,. Y8 ?) z( V7 R, o
’this could be heaven or this could be hell’
+ y v) c- o) J+ `7 H* t3 y: eThen she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
) G1 _5 I- B4 k& GThere were voices down the corridor,
4 _( Q B$ p4 v4 PI thought I heard them say...8 l2 ]5 g# W3 ^
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Welcome to the hotel california
' [6 N3 Z+ S, t, L3 M; kSuch a lovely place
' c5 y0 |: K, a# s: r+ b/ W" F0 |Such a lovely face
$ _7 s* A1 g PPlenty of room at the hotel california( w, T4 s2 O4 B5 j( |
Any time of year, you can find it here
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2 r3 X/ O- x1 O/ oHer mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes bends! w# `* k9 ~/ m8 e" R& _7 D
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
' J4 _) U1 i8 u, r/ cHow they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat. M% {/ t. l2 e% B9 F* m. y
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget
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) `' T9 k" @2 c0 o( v1 T9 N: Y3 Y$ kSo I called up the captain,
, x" _, @2 o5 g! }4 t’please bring me my wine’+ T. t! ?( |" y; |& k: i& T
He said, ’we haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine’. T* Z6 w+ }. P* }6 [4 ?
And still those voices are calling from far away,0 w6 E& Y6 G$ A
Wake you up in the middle of the night
8 G7 A: @ a2 p6 Y! C$ W8 q% e* NJust to hear them say...
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Welcome to the hotel california
* B( Z+ r& o! W( _4 USuch a lovely place
* o: w5 f7 Y& W7 P ~" J! QSuch a lovely face2 \8 c7 s& {8 g8 f
They livin’ it up at the hotel california3 b# Q1 T! r4 |8 r1 J& N
What a nice surprise, bring your alibis
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6 ^# [) f5 }, P3 V2 b0 ?Mirrors on the ceiling,8 \2 @5 F' A( i Q- P
The pink champagne on ice$ [0 B( A0 \0 l! k
And she said ’we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’8 L5 P0 t1 |5 L* L( X! L
And in the master’s chambers,
0 q A) F% y0 g: t* S/ @They gathered for the feast
( I- f" _3 S* J. p, tThe stab it with their steely knives,5 m% b: q4 {9 P
But they just can’t kill the beast6 s5 I# N- z0 X. A2 D: o3 x! s$ Y
" f5 G4 d+ M. C, d4 ILast thing I remember, I was
8 e b! |# D" R3 m, v& p! I p9 CRunning for the door
8 E9 s/ Z3 E# s7 E$ NI had to find the passage back
7 \ _4 T. D% [8 v l7 t8 V% jTo the place I was before
" Q6 r7 m* k$ G8 _- f. O’relax,’ said the night man,
G d3 O" i% S0 pWe are programmed to receive.8 R0 U$ ~; i' n: ~
You can checkout any time you like,; z3 g- h/ c$ N, o S4 j+ [
But you can never leave! |
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