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On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair) x$ M" F6 E9 w, ?/ [6 `
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
2 [& |( L, `* E- i! c4 KUp ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light9 X( [* }0 @1 |- G% W0 o
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
; y; ]0 O$ |$ |I had to stop for the night# q$ H0 X- f h* |
There she stood in the doorway;
2 ?9 @: V O4 t% I' z) V1 K1 HI heard the mission bell" O; j: d' g; @5 y9 V
And I was thinking to myself,
" n* h7 c" v3 M. J$ X, Y’this could be heaven or this could be hell’
. M9 r, Z# _. y( U+ y kThen she lit up a candle and she showed me the way( {6 x& \9 @: x. B
There were voices down the corridor,
. ]. T3 E- u+ D& l: i" vI thought I heard them say...3 x- V: X" x7 m' a
% h/ `7 J0 Y( g% {' o( K7 p, BWelcome to the hotel california
7 y3 x4 h2 x" u7 xSuch a lovely place
! b2 D" n B# { Z. N1 A4 t: L8 P4 g4 GSuch a lovely face
. d( e( L5 v+ ?6 d/ n! i( lPlenty of room at the hotel california
6 z# w% {4 h M8 D7 oAny time of year, you can find it here
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: R8 b/ e+ M6 XHer mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes bends
4 N! x3 ?3 H: {0 nShe got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends5 n7 C3 \: x3 T5 Q
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.; K2 H1 Y5 Z, m% k
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget
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So I called up the captain,
6 a) k* F N( C" t3 s8 i’please bring me my wine’
6 t) g/ V1 j6 ~+ }0 }He said, ’we haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine’
6 v9 ^( l7 N9 \- h0 AAnd still those voices are calling from far away,
- t' K5 {# W) K/ Q6 tWake you up in the middle of the night0 J- Z- l7 t6 D2 Y B
Just to hear them say...0 j6 p- I4 `3 B# M! P
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Welcome to the hotel california
3 d3 l7 V- ~) Z0 }Such a lovely place3 x4 A2 e! A3 B% K: q* ~; {$ Y1 P
Such a lovely face
- V5 p+ h" a/ I- c$ DThey livin’ it up at the hotel california
6 W" T( w: m1 Y( ]4 T& y* {0 SWhat a nice surprise, bring your alibis
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1 k: V2 M6 V! e5 k; k3 ZMirrors on the ceiling,
. c7 t% R6 f$ F. _The pink champagne on ice7 B! B( Y( y7 k% I# A( W/ S4 a
And she said ’we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’8 Z" ]1 f1 y% q4 R8 a
And in the master’s chambers,! l X7 ^& f M4 I
They gathered for the feast* \+ B4 E: T$ b c: w
The stab it with their steely knives,
J. c4 b& w2 U0 k2 U7 \- ]But they just can’t kill the beast
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Last thing I remember, I was+ k6 G$ o- f: h; ^
Running for the door
6 X9 _1 A8 z3 TI had to find the passage back
9 F, M: [ p0 h) C( VTo the place I was before
: r) `1 J7 a; r) |, o’relax,’ said the night man,, n! T1 A! _+ R0 k
We are programmed to receive.! j: a3 c D+ a0 t+ z% Y; I
You can checkout any time you like,& d! Y% y5 L8 l% S6 u* k
But you can never leave! |
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