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On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
: Q6 M# J/ r5 s/ x& Q8 W) F& \ UWarm smell of colitas, rising up through the air. Y2 D' v% Q Q4 n5 i2 ^. t' p
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
3 L8 k( b6 ?9 j, j' TMy head grew heavy and my sight grew dim. D) \1 O5 g/ a5 g
I had to stop for the night# U$ K% S d0 f& v4 U' ^
There she stood in the doorway;
4 Z0 T/ ?7 H, X x9 hI heard the mission bell
, g; Y/ s+ M" f! I0 D, {2 { HAnd I was thinking to myself,) T9 c4 u0 e; x8 ]
’this could be heaven or this could be hell’
& j" n, Z) Y' M E2 K2 A3 l3 U. OThen she lit up a candle and she showed me the way3 }, `# W" N$ _& [
There were voices down the corridor,
4 B7 e$ R, b5 z7 wI thought I heard them say...- e( H1 u/ B& ^, F
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Welcome to the hotel california4 t% w6 J; G$ n0 q
Such a lovely place
* g- v% L( c) }2 u* i3 u! dSuch a lovely face
- u. I5 o$ @! C" MPlenty of room at the hotel california
( l" p& J2 t& ]1 a. t# {' CAny time of year, you can find it here
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8 e" ~8 K" X0 }% A% W+ D# C( F; u: dHer mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes bends% ?9 F% b$ W6 Y8 Q. t9 ^/ _/ E9 q1 {
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends# Z! i$ B* J8 j- t9 f" n: S
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
5 W7 D: }+ c7 J9 LSome dance to remember, some dance to forget
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! B; u2 z: o1 w7 W, A2 t3 hSo I called up the captain,
( N5 s: K( n, @) }( Q& @’please bring me my wine’
3 J j3 q3 m! H! k* OHe said, ’we haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine’
& r" W# l! V, o. Q. }And still those voices are calling from far away,
1 j% V. O Q( y, A% v- o! gWake you up in the middle of the night
% i) R) o% J. M. lJust to hear them say...
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Welcome to the hotel california# s4 v1 ?) X: n
Such a lovely place9 P: r' b9 K! d0 R6 g
Such a lovely face6 c( r% I7 m9 Y" E
They livin’ it up at the hotel california1 N) w6 G/ E$ q8 m( S6 \7 \) |# }( r4 Z
What a nice surprise, bring your alibis
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Mirrors on the ceiling,& R. m6 z1 W- s3 u0 i! J
The pink champagne on ice/ m. c; B- S% |% ^9 b3 U# @
And she said ’we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’# ^% _; z9 F( _3 d2 {! {
And in the master’s chambers,
m% Y5 a3 \* B/ TThey gathered for the feast
) U. M- @/ w- S9 wThe stab it with their steely knives,
j" V+ z8 y$ ]But they just can’t kill the beast
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7 K/ b) l/ ]# y6 Q7 @5 _0 H: ~7 Z: rLast thing I remember, I was# E6 x6 |0 A9 Q% A
Running for the door
. W* N" K1 E S# U. KI had to find the passage back
. B+ w' Z3 U7 R6 ~& y' GTo the place I was before
, l& a Z- d5 [ ~( ?* L6 f' k’relax,’ said the night man,( i z" m8 M0 v
We are programmed to receive.
1 X$ d1 ]2 V& e1 w* f" ]6 BYou can checkout any time you like, ] Q+ r: I, X- B( V3 s/ |
But you can never leave! |
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