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On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
/ G0 R, V" b _" L. M# m9 ?. vWarm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
; A$ j" d& B; X* m5 wUp ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light& Y0 x4 S2 W. K
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
$ }' P% d' X' b) }( M. s3 ]I had to stop for the night2 D6 O+ h/ `9 Z7 ^9 k+ g
There she stood in the doorway;
6 ]7 [7 N0 P, ^; }# }& x# F& ^: BI heard the mission bell
% G% i! K+ x& F R( ?And I was thinking to myself,' o3 I M, r5 E5 x, ?
’this could be heaven or this could be hell’
7 [/ C' q( T6 k B+ K# R& E4 l5 AThen she lit up a candle and she showed me the way: ?" `; T0 b% y" w) h% A
There were voices down the corridor,
1 j1 j, y3 Y$ [+ ^' s8 vI thought I heard them say...% ?( K! k! p( F8 ^! K- w9 p# {
/ R1 b& q( g T- k% E9 y6 R( H$ \. rWelcome to the hotel california
& B& o0 }# W, M$ k8 lSuch a lovely place$ H: J" k7 F8 B- N; Z
Such a lovely face- p4 m$ w& b( j, d b# j/ i
Plenty of room at the hotel california
) y6 Z6 c+ D' R& Z& F) DAny time of year, you can find it here
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Her mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes bends; k$ N/ W2 V2 a3 x% ~
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
$ t4 Z, i/ S& P5 UHow they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.$ _7 X! ~" L- k& _. ^, p [
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget
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) s$ \/ P2 p, {So I called up the captain,( }+ T- `/ B, R: r* Y
’please bring me my wine’) s2 n' B0 l- P% M' o2 s2 k
He said, ’we haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine’
( ^( h* F, F- ~7 kAnd still those voices are calling from far away,
* l% J5 g% {; r8 [7 W3 }$ d7 Y, Z$ hWake you up in the middle of the night
! `& u, i( e' W# M, LJust to hear them say...: @' i5 Q& `( h M( V+ T
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Welcome to the hotel california( @( |* M9 r8 j/ [, F: I. I
Such a lovely place) h' G( ^3 Q- a+ o) F
Such a lovely face
% f+ z0 }1 J: j/ }5 [They livin’ it up at the hotel california
. G6 b, K9 e/ j* b1 pWhat a nice surprise, bring your alibis8 X: d7 m% I9 q2 p. x' k
% u# e6 z8 n) y/ G; aMirrors on the ceiling,
- B5 S. V6 p. P1 ZThe pink champagne on ice+ [2 ^" d1 X! @% A
And she said ’we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’
+ a" F1 Y' G2 ?" x0 |3 iAnd in the master’s chambers, n/ I' L8 ]! |; j" m/ Q% J
They gathered for the feast
1 K4 h7 T% p: I9 w4 _The stab it with their steely knives,8 i: v( D7 o3 k8 Q$ D
But they just can’t kill the beast: a. c* t' {$ L" ~- @4 R9 V% E
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Last thing I remember, I was
, v% |4 e) ~% \: @( R3 B8 m4 m& e4 JRunning for the door
# h8 X) U3 ]2 Z( a B3 {4 kI had to find the passage back/ C; z1 U, r( t( }/ D5 D: I* f
To the place I was before6 n' r, _& F+ l5 `4 U3 B C, `
’relax,’ said the night man,
' z" J; c; c& u2 B2 DWe are programmed to receive. ~& k2 V! d( {! w
You can checkout any time you like,
9 ~* h6 i `" D% x+ ]% n9 OBut you can never leave! |
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