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On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
0 g0 u( z0 o+ [4 i& mWarm smell of colitas, rising up through the air6 C5 G8 O& O/ N/ M5 K: ?2 {3 r
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
" e2 s+ w% k% a. OMy head grew heavy and my sight grew dim& @$ N; p7 u, \% l5 I8 u6 h9 \
I had to stop for the night
" t/ v, g& Q' N! dThere she stood in the doorway;! z- X2 m) m- H5 T# y3 f
I heard the mission bell
9 Q, o! K; ^$ `; bAnd I was thinking to myself,$ V5 T6 K. p" @, S8 r
’this could be heaven or this could be hell’
* q/ j/ `3 z6 V6 C) K. q( LThen she lit up a candle and she showed me the way3 E8 A1 G7 j2 M3 j3 h3 E6 H# o
There were voices down the corridor,8 I: a x& _2 m
I thought I heard them say...; p7 F( J! _. j8 E
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Welcome to the hotel california
; t' X/ Y( j- J4 [( E4 i' k) CSuch a lovely place
* T8 e7 D% \8 r' x) N9 U' kSuch a lovely face9 C9 v" h! K+ @" B
Plenty of room at the hotel california! |, B6 M. e& B: N" T* \7 G+ e, k
Any time of year, you can find it here8 Y: z Q7 p8 I: a7 S
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Her mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes bends; }7 q. A4 u6 V( b4 Q
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends* |5 w7 g, s' \
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
e8 |* H7 O# z4 l# PSome dance to remember, some dance to forget R5 Z% c+ p. y: C3 N: K% Y$ h
4 i0 P* B/ M" y: g; ]0 D' `So I called up the captain,) i: `5 E7 F+ A0 ]% ]& }8 X
’please bring me my wine’# J3 L% V- @6 Z1 ?2 m
He said, ’we haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine’) l2 ?+ @4 r- c& [! ^% c% c4 ] _* `( T
And still those voices are calling from far away,
/ t( k. ~, v$ u, d5 ]) F; m! \- dWake you up in the middle of the night4 }3 ]7 c* e* |) S9 d) r8 Y
Just to hear them say...& q" t/ ~5 t3 P1 P2 |
( L ~# e- d! l2 J2 j3 rWelcome to the hotel california a. f/ I" J9 ]- Q1 c' z# m, @
Such a lovely place
& ~- z5 q- _% r) h. b; YSuch a lovely face6 q2 g) D" T' P$ l
They livin’ it up at the hotel california
7 B* _; O; I) L4 t3 s+ \What a nice surprise, bring your alibis
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+ H. K0 X- z& W5 e* H2 Y4 GMirrors on the ceiling,
- B! F* _% Q J8 i# Q* VThe pink champagne on ice
9 T$ n8 c) C( u; i) i7 R2 S5 k# OAnd she said ’we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’
8 ]" b! @1 }: H: S7 VAnd in the master’s chambers,! U m! a; x7 Z
They gathered for the feast
2 S) }2 S0 E: z$ [The stab it with their steely knives,; I" Q/ \% C1 E% L2 ^" I
But they just can’t kill the beast2 }! V/ D6 g+ L
* X ~4 \) S. v4 S5 f: O* ?' q8 U' mLast thing I remember, I was
U0 p: K# o4 T6 e4 SRunning for the door
3 S- c Y! V; u7 j* ?I had to find the passage back
( \. h( t, K% r: {. [$ qTo the place I was before8 o; Y7 E. E7 e7 A
’relax,’ said the night man,
1 @/ Q6 |$ c' n: m1 L8 fWe are programmed to receive.) k; Y6 r/ U" `6 Y/ _ M* E3 j
You can checkout any time you like,8 }. N# w* n2 ]3 n1 Y
But you can never leave! |
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