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On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
' L" l( y t4 w8 f" ]. m6 uWarm smell of colitas, rising up through the air& i$ W- l0 E4 e% C8 o0 N+ ` l+ l
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
8 V) _9 Z. K, U* X* l3 gMy head grew heavy and my sight grew dim1 f; ?9 ~6 v6 ]/ ?& Z
I had to stop for the night
: ]7 Y" Q3 b# V/ \There she stood in the doorway;
) J! ?/ x w8 a* k# x8 qI heard the mission bell
: Z: r/ U; G9 b1 lAnd I was thinking to myself,
4 Z. Y- w' r- c& e# w9 V- b8 e/ j’this could be heaven or this could be hell’
& Z" [; W6 ]- L: GThen she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
1 V: c* [6 _# l% H. i) U4 ^There were voices down the corridor,0 |/ t% D z& T* _
I thought I heard them say...
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e6 J# T5 l2 O$ B! l! OWelcome to the hotel california
- O& e! C$ p2 u9 s+ ^0 mSuch a lovely place
; ?2 _0 p& K( f5 Z8 }: T5 a( SSuch a lovely face
- N; g9 w! Y6 S! Y6 h* L3 [Plenty of room at the hotel california$ m. @/ O4 L/ X, Y; f
Any time of year, you can find it here7 e4 q# n& K9 L5 q- {8 L8 B
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Her mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes bends G& V: |0 X$ h" A/ q6 y2 y ^
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends; c a8 t9 }, `5 [2 q/ @7 `
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
@, B5 R& _+ c: e4 s7 N# w0 t/ RSome dance to remember, some dance to forget: J1 W$ K7 f' N. d" U0 a# b J
, `5 j0 f* f4 L# x' ~So I called up the captain," w9 d/ C* z F I- x; r
’please bring me my wine’* I# Y2 T& u, F% F% u0 A( G8 B1 x
He said, ’we haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine’
5 J) E0 w# S- T6 s- F) J( _5 DAnd still those voices are calling from far away,
* ? k( ^# N( aWake you up in the middle of the night% y T5 }3 l2 E) W
Just to hear them say...; W% P) m4 H& ]* e
6 x2 X9 e2 y! ]Welcome to the hotel california
8 X* }6 o0 N0 B: Z/ N! oSuch a lovely place# t7 O5 ~; T* w; u0 X3 W
Such a lovely face6 E8 C! Q: `, U, I$ x. p+ T
They livin’ it up at the hotel california
& P; w6 E3 H; \What a nice surprise, bring your alibis4 L9 n; E9 F( e. }/ n
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Mirrors on the ceiling,2 x6 P7 |* b" ^8 p* _* {/ L* ~
The pink champagne on ice
- w. ]3 G. y* y) n0 tAnd she said ’we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’; G! T2 c: y* x1 \/ Y8 K
And in the master’s chambers,6 N3 ^8 V# M- @7 ]
They gathered for the feast- a: v1 K/ m8 p5 @2 g* i9 L
The stab it with their steely knives,, O0 W9 T/ {; Z' E$ e
But they just can’t kill the beast& j; K" o; w& [, q
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Last thing I remember, I was
+ V+ a9 g0 c2 F6 {! W- ORunning for the door9 b# w9 w, v* P
I had to find the passage back7 _& Y2 V$ P3 p$ Q% G
To the place I was before
6 i$ N4 {8 R: H5 k0 p0 j’relax,’ said the night man,6 G* N7 W% f$ y1 B
We are programmed to receive.
3 s. ^2 @ m8 Z5 D0 C0 o* C. m" GYou can checkout any time you like,
2 Q I. j0 ~0 h) Y; v2 J& @But you can never leave! |
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