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On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
' ?* H5 m5 z5 a* t5 B) w. FWarm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
3 j! h4 }" k, Z3 L( c1 |1 OUp ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
0 O! A" b6 s3 M% t# _My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim; L& u3 {* B: {5 Q( S4 Z2 d: A
I had to stop for the night
' e9 Z9 V( r( R+ B OThere she stood in the doorway;
: g" b; o$ Y% ?6 y4 A! AI heard the mission bell! T. c& l8 ~/ E) m+ T l ]
And I was thinking to myself,
# D6 \+ y2 L5 a( a7 E’this could be heaven or this could be hell’
2 n2 @& p6 T9 I& g/ hThen she lit up a candle and she showed me the way' y/ p2 k) n6 E
There were voices down the corridor,
4 }: a4 m( C t" m/ x* s4 B$ UI thought I heard them say...& N0 w0 q6 r& s: R1 h- P7 [
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Welcome to the hotel california' g2 S1 i1 m9 ~; Y/ c
Such a lovely place8 @8 k1 ]' S6 b
Such a lovely face- j0 b, c$ ] Q, ]2 m% O j
Plenty of room at the hotel california- X: y, m4 p/ ^
Any time of year, you can find it here* l( `; ^ z8 ^" d8 C
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Her mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes bends
3 b# ~+ U, K) O. ]: }6 WShe got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
; _' y+ r$ k' x, |How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
% F' h8 y8 i- USome dance to remember, some dance to forget
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! ]( Z" U. _" u' L9 I d9 RSo I called up the captain," H3 V/ U. F9 H/ j, i
’please bring me my wine’5 F# z% }/ |% V6 [
He said, ’we haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine’7 i- ~( E4 a' J. W
And still those voices are calling from far away,0 [3 ~% j5 i; a, x/ C) S5 |# G
Wake you up in the middle of the night
% t! _) P. s% y; u+ y) z" `Just to hear them say...& x$ U! L# t5 D
, L- r2 _$ g8 d. S1 @Welcome to the hotel california _: @& V: k0 w' E# K' m
Such a lovely place2 \0 {) F5 B$ C! D# G2 r
Such a lovely face* m! u% Y& w+ c$ Q" m/ b% \
They livin’ it up at the hotel california
2 y/ R, _* T) `+ N f) yWhat a nice surprise, bring your alibis8 C0 z- k) p1 I$ d& e, \
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Mirrors on the ceiling,: {1 g1 z" D6 r0 d
The pink champagne on ice# M: p1 S" w; g& C1 U; _
And she said ’we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’
8 o3 b& {9 \+ A4 K) a7 Y: g2 EAnd in the master’s chambers,
& ~8 ` D: S8 G HThey gathered for the feast% |1 N: w! F9 m
The stab it with their steely knives,
* V8 i2 h! M4 M3 `- D+ ?+ u. UBut they just can’t kill the beast# h1 [ d8 o* d$ l; e& w
2 v* M( h" ^% a& F' b7 {3 `Last thing I remember, I was3 h4 |7 q3 j2 I
Running for the door
' I) e$ h* e( f" K+ G/ v+ bI had to find the passage back. F2 B' ?' R6 V" q
To the place I was before5 n: ]" Q5 n3 ?: C. d3 h* G9 i* B/ [
’relax,’ said the night man,
1 R/ v3 V, k; V0 N5 kWe are programmed to receive.& H& K8 N+ r) ^ f# b
You can checkout any time you like,5 N: O) f+ m4 p a4 |
But you can never leave! |
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