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On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair' N6 g0 }( j) a7 h! g6 ~; M" N1 A
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
0 f. B8 R' y" j( y7 t3 H2 C* PUp ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
& i# K: j1 {9 B2 O0 yMy head grew heavy and my sight grew dim# d3 E/ O9 p5 h7 U; c) b9 O
I had to stop for the night
" M0 j! K- M, X5 j) L9 R. _" IThere she stood in the doorway;
1 ~% R( _" C( o$ O" ~I heard the mission bell
) A- m$ D0 h1 n f% XAnd I was thinking to myself,
) j6 r8 S. m& I6 h/ t" |' G’this could be heaven or this could be hell’/ E$ G# N9 S, Y& l% |+ B6 q7 s
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
+ P V7 D0 y/ F1 v9 h# uThere were voices down the corridor,! y! f& N4 B$ X9 A6 l
I thought I heard them say...1 f x2 r3 x) ^2 J" t( S
1 O; n0 k% R. |Welcome to the hotel california- ?" x' t& M) k
Such a lovely place
7 m) V0 b! n5 s8 w+ |0 J ?Such a lovely face
9 X- g6 ]" L. @Plenty of room at the hotel california
0 l9 l* s% [: J3 I8 EAny time of year, you can find it here
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Her mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes bends
j# o7 y$ b% ?/ R8 T) ZShe got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
3 F4 b' s5 i: m2 ?( O' `# z# z+ yHow they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
3 B% A7 X& s' X$ q7 v8 U: q0 m1 E5 a7 y$ ]Some dance to remember, some dance to forget
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1 U+ \' M9 {+ jSo I called up the captain,
0 b- ]5 S/ E9 S’please bring me my wine’& F- S: `# ~4 r% ~; Z) G
He said, ’we haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine’
. e/ ?+ H4 Y" F }' E! Z8 nAnd still those voices are calling from far away,. [$ y( k- c, ^2 i: V+ Z4 |
Wake you up in the middle of the night2 [$ d2 _; Q" _7 `- H
Just to hear them say...
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( K/ a; J6 e# z! yWelcome to the hotel california
$ Q7 b# s; |) C5 uSuch a lovely place
0 |' B9 a/ o& Y6 R% MSuch a lovely face, s6 e3 K9 k5 G1 t& R1 A: g2 P
They livin’ it up at the hotel california5 s X A, j3 H- A( C
What a nice surprise, bring your alibis4 r+ e% g% \. I
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Mirrors on the ceiling,
$ {" V" E+ m' y: G& y1 j2 X1 @# oThe pink champagne on ice+ i9 W& Q% m4 b
And she said ’we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’8 h3 C4 a, r+ A
And in the master’s chambers,: G3 o* |. G# Q0 m$ p$ f
They gathered for the feast$ B0 T4 D; W' a1 s' r& a8 X
The stab it with their steely knives,* n' I- Y2 U1 d! c! |6 i8 f
But they just can’t kill the beast" I' K$ x, k1 `
5 Z3 G. _3 [7 LLast thing I remember, I was1 ^2 M, H: S/ ]. r% a" s4 ^; R5 p: K# b
Running for the door
4 ]$ N- B ~ AI had to find the passage back7 V! `, T/ A1 q+ K. A, F
To the place I was before
0 a8 X' _, u6 ^" }/ m’relax,’ said the night man,) k y+ i" m' e: t( T: `
We are programmed to receive.
1 y2 q1 Y$ b S, b) ]: @& Z: DYou can checkout any time you like,4 U$ c+ O! ^: e# \- u
But you can never leave! |
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