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On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
$ R" G, F* a$ s$ B3 K5 M6 NWarm smell of colitas, rising up through the air0 Y! f7 O0 Q" `( i, O: ~+ m% K( g/ P
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
) j+ Z( ^ j. W6 U' o/ Z4 ]' w) PMy head grew heavy and my sight grew dim2 s s' _9 B- ?* q( T
I had to stop for the night K- u8 [4 {) X+ K/ n
There she stood in the doorway;. z: o+ P/ s! E0 b
I heard the mission bell- Y" A2 w2 O) _+ {, r; N" d
And I was thinking to myself,* d2 N# z2 ~3 e
’this could be heaven or this could be hell’
; b9 H* e- e1 X; J% t) d# P7 ]* J6 ^Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
$ O) O1 p/ i' S- n2 F# aThere were voices down the corridor,
! `: t: r$ K; F6 WI thought I heard them say...1 y7 F8 |; g' B( i+ Z* g# l/ I
* U& ]! b* u" h8 c& g, U8 l, XWelcome to the hotel california1 M# k) ?( i1 ?. a1 X
Such a lovely place
9 |* X( N" k {3 C9 L' R& DSuch a lovely face
9 P( {8 j0 C1 b7 R4 UPlenty of room at the hotel california
, K; X9 c. B* C3 H5 f8 NAny time of year, you can find it here
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Her mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes bends
0 w8 D8 M7 t) D- m; K; ?0 tShe got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
. G8 W% L# k. w/ m& L4 JHow they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.% V# H) ]2 K' k9 C
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget
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/ }9 @7 D$ R2 x* ?( N. d1 X- g( tSo I called up the captain,
9 C: [1 n [( z- I# ^' X; R’please bring me my wine’
- B9 d. @& m9 h" Q1 H' r6 Y6 FHe said, ’we haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine’
+ ]( Z/ F$ B; _5 u$ F9 j. zAnd still those voices are calling from far away,5 N& z. a9 @, t3 j, \/ b
Wake you up in the middle of the night
& F7 [$ S0 \# }) XJust to hear them say...3 Y" k( Q$ H/ C+ F3 r
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Welcome to the hotel california
( K- J% G% y1 @9 \$ ~3 h- qSuch a lovely place5 i4 p2 N$ F9 m) z
Such a lovely face
4 f5 b1 L/ p2 [5 YThey livin’ it up at the hotel california
$ C( e! n, D2 o: H, AWhat a nice surprise, bring your alibis
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Mirrors on the ceiling,
* W9 s! [6 I/ r+ K, w, l4 oThe pink champagne on ice
& Z4 F# Y |5 K. D# e% C$ sAnd she said ’we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’' ^" d W( N! }+ e, g
And in the master’s chambers,
0 }7 Z4 r% C- v. O4 \$ \3 ~They gathered for the feast* U$ u: m' V! I# k9 u7 X
The stab it with their steely knives,+ H! m/ |: e% J# V! B: M
But they just can’t kill the beast" }6 U# R! B: B# R/ l" P/ ~
g* W- G9 Z+ j! RLast thing I remember, I was
/ [- H( N/ v4 ~4 }9 _Running for the door
: i. m% R' }, x. `8 V# K8 SI had to find the passage back$ z& Z0 v) B! E( a. T2 b3 `
To the place I was before5 Y8 L8 L/ M# K: i# U* `
’relax,’ said the night man,& f2 c" }2 O6 W; g- z" D
We are programmed to receive.6 e7 ~, n7 I6 m# I. J
You can checkout any time you like,
( Q. R; O- |) g* ABut you can never leave! |
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