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On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
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Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light5 ^. l* Y2 Q8 D
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
4 X5 a+ v/ c8 a n5 ]0 G& k/ jI had to stop for the night
. u$ v' s. [0 F0 e$ X3 Q3 w3 OThere she stood in the doorway;
- X6 z2 U7 j5 p; U2 Y0 n9 a; XI heard the mission bell* G! w4 J- M" h# }- r
And I was thinking to myself,# s( G3 }. ~* w/ J) }
’this could be heaven or this could be hell’
1 q2 a( b+ A' y! b( \) Q$ lThen she lit up a candle and she showed me the way3 s3 _# C8 U* m
There were voices down the corridor,
# n/ n$ }& r1 v4 H6 a, sI thought I heard them say...* D8 M# ^1 T' R
% j8 M C. w4 C0 L/ Q6 Z9 KWelcome to the hotel california
$ [0 d$ _. q! x9 t+ d6 @Such a lovely place
# a4 D' @8 f' E+ p* i- qSuch a lovely face: z/ L4 E/ e7 u2 m( z5 S
Plenty of room at the hotel california6 d/ ?' \" }- V9 S% K
Any time of year, you can find it here* R' C0 T7 r# F# H( S! s
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Her mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes bends
B8 W- Q5 ?) |0 JShe got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
/ H4 H. L9 Z( E- F7 [- {How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.6 K3 k9 k8 {6 Q8 H: M
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget# {9 ~+ s) |9 P. k r) y" V
. x8 U3 l7 X- e$ |0 F& n3 MSo I called up the captain,6 ?0 E$ o) }: d/ b
’please bring me my wine’
4 m2 G5 ?7 O$ Z3 _9 B' [' Y: BHe said, ’we haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine’
& E0 p/ e0 G) d' |- [And still those voices are calling from far away,
[/ b2 l7 R) b- r8 YWake you up in the middle of the night1 U& ]: P* Q7 f _/ M4 M$ N3 h Q
Just to hear them say.... S! s3 R9 R. Y: D
2 f( ?3 ^8 |7 Q$ `- tWelcome to the hotel california
1 [8 d0 g" X- x- |0 PSuch a lovely place
& e8 O; G) M, N2 {- s n$ S! x' P. x2 mSuch a lovely face
* K. N3 @) A8 ?6 D, {! ^9 HThey livin’ it up at the hotel california" E( a) j W' t# q5 k7 F+ u
What a nice surprise, bring your alibis- K5 v2 C3 G I9 ^3 j5 u# h
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Mirrors on the ceiling,
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And she said ’we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’7 U4 u: ~. X# q: j
And in the master’s chambers,
9 M8 j3 T" e0 I: d2 [0 JThey gathered for the feast
5 l9 }7 i" S0 g2 A7 ^The stab it with their steely knives,7 ?6 J: @2 [* l( Y- {4 s
But they just can’t kill the beast
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( q9 M$ N f2 v3 O1 S FLast thing I remember, I was8 E6 X( q/ H3 X2 D- F
Running for the door5 Y* j8 q& y& \8 f8 f) j) x1 B
I had to find the passage back
& s& L3 A$ I% O2 J- ITo the place I was before
( D' R Q2 U6 j' P+ a0 s* R- e’relax,’ said the night man,# N6 r2 f1 y+ g4 n3 Q/ M
We are programmed to receive.2 y; q& t D5 [2 D4 P
You can checkout any time you like,
" S! F+ e/ O" N( f8 A' Q# LBut you can never leave! |
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