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On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair0 G/ w' D3 e' b% A6 {! {
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air8 `# s' Z. f1 n) Q5 _
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
, N/ m1 Q, n* [: G, aMy head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
0 P* J7 O8 q4 W- d! \7 ^/ E0 w! \I had to stop for the night" U5 D3 r' h- Y3 D
There she stood in the doorway;
) ^! Y- ^. F4 g& l7 VI heard the mission bell
% Z3 e/ |, Z3 cAnd I was thinking to myself,
/ @- y9 Y6 ~7 Z5 I! P8 G6 l5 b1 f’this could be heaven or this could be hell’
* k& o7 E3 e: j! E6 ]" kThen she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
+ i' I; D: w% L$ ?- TThere were voices down the corridor,1 S( Y+ h6 m6 \8 A& V
I thought I heard them say...' _ ^) v4 v4 {2 x+ U+ k8 G7 \' W
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Welcome to the hotel california
% q( \ i+ x( ^( iSuch a lovely place% z3 R8 n1 B; u0 P1 J' W
Such a lovely face
# f' [9 m5 X- a, _Plenty of room at the hotel california
5 w5 X8 Y$ L* w1 Y2 LAny time of year, you can find it here
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* j1 h- W0 @9 _$ H* G9 oHer mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes bends* Q$ V$ x0 r4 p u, x( Q/ E
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
" H( c. i9 X* E2 P9 ?How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.) r1 \7 Q" s5 A+ K1 M' U/ o) W
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget" E8 C J% G( C
% r4 G) X5 @. V# U6 sSo I called up the captain,
5 {) P: @$ V' ~: N7 T’please bring me my wine’6 o3 |# o" H5 L: e5 _9 L
He said, ’we haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine’
+ _3 {0 c& i: B3 V& E2 b0 ?- j* SAnd still those voices are calling from far away,
5 K' p$ F+ F5 q; u% L6 r3 L( HWake you up in the middle of the night$ g8 X3 l5 C6 C4 Y' ` R: M
Just to hear them say...+ `; z, I! Q$ @
& q3 N0 y3 m$ L0 @! UWelcome to the hotel california
) d" k& k( ~1 Y$ A5 X0 Q G: o' t* xSuch a lovely place/ z/ q. s! m8 I5 E2 j7 `
Such a lovely face! N% g: t* F; O5 j- y3 \
They livin’ it up at the hotel california
. V7 I* E7 j4 q* ?What a nice surprise, bring your alibis
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Mirrors on the ceiling,
' u, q# g/ T6 I& @( r+ tThe pink champagne on ice9 [( R" q& |9 a. {4 K. \* s
And she said ’we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’& E" {" c# d# b7 W
And in the master’s chambers,' \# P3 B/ I% K" b% B9 ~
They gathered for the feast5 ]9 ~; H" Z. J
The stab it with their steely knives,6 G4 y6 p+ y+ ] E+ @% c/ [
But they just can’t kill the beast
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Last thing I remember, I was3 I" q8 p F+ @& ^: {) T
Running for the door
) Z) T& s7 M. UI had to find the passage back
8 x. m. m4 `/ N* I% c& mTo the place I was before
X& c1 a6 [; F1 x4 e V) b’relax,’ said the night man,
6 \8 v2 C; m, U$ X- g" @We are programmed to receive.
- `. V+ N1 U. u, {* Q- UYou can checkout any time you like,
7 i& z" P! J4 X4 f+ T3 }/ M; PBut you can never leave! |
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