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On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
, a) r2 ` j7 `) `6 bWarm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
K0 _0 a2 G/ D+ n7 WUp ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
9 P/ K9 \" u- N: A! `; ^My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim& R9 I3 j6 A0 I' M( r. ?% F: l% _
I had to stop for the night H }' e7 q1 Z
There she stood in the doorway;* X) m6 s, l# f4 j# Y1 w5 g: `$ Y
I heard the mission bell
0 Q1 l9 k; m0 Q* Q1 pAnd I was thinking to myself,
4 u/ Z, B# ^, I- y0 Q’this could be heaven or this could be hell’
+ U6 K; l# a' m% FThen she lit up a candle and she showed me the way& q7 ^+ k, l4 T. Y0 m# c
There were voices down the corridor,
, I- e7 k! O$ J/ L5 j7 {I thought I heard them say...
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8 n) Y/ x* q2 }' z7 f; C4 tWelcome to the hotel california+ x+ V, q! {7 B2 f# S
Such a lovely place
, A7 P* v% @6 s1 p" b5 aSuch a lovely face
" M% ]& z. R; N: Q3 v \7 K! y( sPlenty of room at the hotel california
4 Y( ]$ Z0 ?/ U. v& BAny time of year, you can find it here& Z% c, j0 b6 c V
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Her mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes bends' y f# t Z) r$ M5 U. Q) b/ Q
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
- M( k+ e3 {* d" e7 k1 S! aHow they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
" m& }1 i) T& c8 {3 ?- P$ FSome dance to remember, some dance to forget
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! e1 H6 E$ s: f( R9 j4 w G" [. o, VSo I called up the captain,* ]) N$ n: b: ^$ p
’please bring me my wine’0 ^7 R' w g V7 r8 Y h
He said, ’we haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine’
^! k2 C- W/ ?' x: P# A6 T qAnd still those voices are calling from far away,4 \/ G' E+ H# I# \- @
Wake you up in the middle of the night
; I5 t+ b) v; l9 T3 L+ D% |Just to hear them say...
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4 L& ?' ~- P; D2 NWelcome to the hotel california2 ^7 j' Y% G2 q" |# \
Such a lovely place
$ u, E, K0 i: p- h+ F& KSuch a lovely face1 f" T; {# s2 y8 p! N
They livin’ it up at the hotel california: Z7 j5 T% @+ ^' A6 ~" \
What a nice surprise, bring your alibis4 m; b- U c. _# Q- N
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Mirrors on the ceiling,2 b9 l# _" {' }9 o% t1 f y" N
The pink champagne on ice7 d5 ]% R* L# C- S8 _1 _+ ^9 K, |
And she said ’we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’
5 _- n5 o+ u/ J# O9 f' LAnd in the master’s chambers,' [2 _5 {9 S+ R, w" S- f2 m, {
They gathered for the feast
Q, {* K+ M }# n1 LThe stab it with their steely knives,( v# n& i6 A) y+ O( e" _
But they just can’t kill the beast
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Last thing I remember, I was
4 k( p* q+ K) j! y( O7 f. ORunning for the door( G6 {( L+ w6 U5 l
I had to find the passage back
# F/ _4 P: Z& M4 S# R, S" ~, ?) r& ]To the place I was before
6 \# P; ^& Y2 O. ~. z9 x’relax,’ said the night man,- F8 f$ {3 |. i0 C9 m- ?
We are programmed to receive.) f r- p# Q# f/ H2 _
You can checkout any time you like,
1 g& z8 U0 R9 P. q+ z! OBut you can never leave! |
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