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On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
: g* E1 ~0 p4 B$ O% yWarm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
0 z. D, }8 e& @2 yUp ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light6 p* \! R/ P3 q- i# _
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim) K4 P0 P) u* S9 E8 C& e
I had to stop for the night
1 Y& h/ z9 P* i& {There she stood in the doorway;
8 u, G9 m. k3 u/ fI heard the mission bell7 Y& ?* `9 f4 z* T3 l
And I was thinking to myself,& `1 S# p, ?3 f+ L& s. E
’this could be heaven or this could be hell’
5 {5 E1 B0 p: n. WThen she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
8 z& T/ O& x2 @There were voices down the corridor,
B+ ^- D; }; ~5 X" q. F: h4 yI thought I heard them say...
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Welcome to the hotel california" n! J# u: y# P" K; Z" K0 g) _
Such a lovely place2 E, s; i% o6 {, [1 R8 d
Such a lovely face) X& Y0 |4 i8 P) R2 a5 [+ d
Plenty of room at the hotel california
, C4 t6 D' e$ P) V2 @Any time of year, you can find it here' v' I* a: l4 o, P. }
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Her mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes bends# d+ U' s; \/ }( F
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends: @4 T$ O( m9 y2 ^- P! J) M2 x: z! x
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
1 ?4 N0 t/ K- k" aSome dance to remember, some dance to forget
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# Q# o, V' [- sSo I called up the captain,
8 H$ R- S& H, H’please bring me my wine’
( z4 I" l7 `2 @ }He said, ’we haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine’: \0 u) ?5 i! z
And still those voices are calling from far away,
4 b/ s! y& h" WWake you up in the middle of the night* u, ]3 u' L# a7 A
Just to hear them say...( p9 Y7 I4 t; i) b5 C W6 g
6 I' w6 T: |0 N; RWelcome to the hotel california5 ]. [ K3 s* x$ r* Y% g3 l
Such a lovely place
" _1 ^ B1 z; b: E- xSuch a lovely face5 D3 X. Y+ x# T( T" [
They livin’ it up at the hotel california, Z% g! V4 I' T9 U+ G1 }
What a nice surprise, bring your alibis
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Mirrors on the ceiling,% _% E u3 @+ ]6 |. T4 C2 n" ?
The pink champagne on ice9 c, c( Q0 ^. t$ C9 f
And she said ’we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’
+ d' u' F2 V$ B( E" gAnd in the master’s chambers,
. T# Y4 r3 K7 c6 O+ jThey gathered for the feast
; H; t: y9 u! H* _% D# `The stab it with their steely knives,5 P. C6 M9 t, _
But they just can’t kill the beast" M- F5 c- B! A* K$ `- i
( _ l+ M5 z% v5 z) \Last thing I remember, I was& O; y# X8 ^7 ]* E) I
Running for the door
( t; }; m* Q4 ]. D. b# tI had to find the passage back
2 G# ^, p* N2 a& f& uTo the place I was before
- @8 N) Q, V( ^" k0 `’relax,’ said the night man,
% U5 \; ~3 l8 e8 @, B H$ d1 uWe are programmed to receive." q1 ?( w4 Y$ X! N+ z; _
You can checkout any time you like,2 M7 S1 c; [4 u+ s) f/ h) g9 I
But you can never leave! |
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