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On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
6 v0 w2 a+ K( |' ]: U) I2 P m7 {. RWarm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
W& w$ c0 Q3 h3 E) L' gUp ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
7 O0 a7 V/ @1 ~# u; q4 K5 ]My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
1 x% y# w+ d. c# X0 b* wI had to stop for the night; Z( U8 p2 J& ~# T c
There she stood in the doorway;; L! F# [" J- \+ ?9 W$ P& c
I heard the mission bell
% n7 d% c) Y+ b, x j2 \% `And I was thinking to myself,& b- B* @+ ?1 @1 G- H
’this could be heaven or this could be hell’! l. U& B/ A1 U* S0 ~
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
. s( P' ^/ y4 A4 m8 g1 dThere were voices down the corridor,
3 c" c6 ~7 E: s2 ~, d+ \0 G! MI thought I heard them say...' K7 p, y5 `' _! t
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Welcome to the hotel california- b" g% d. c: X; m
Such a lovely place
" o$ w5 `: ]" p& G$ z" R2 T: OSuch a lovely face' Z; Z J; |. N* T# s7 q
Plenty of room at the hotel california/ k5 h# z! Q/ k: b$ M
Any time of year, you can find it here7 e$ w2 ]) x$ x+ \" y5 g+ r6 [
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Her mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes bends
7 _" M- {- g. Z# _- [$ }She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends& j3 }! {2 T! i' o% l) l3 L
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.6 B) N- ~8 q: i# e4 C
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget/ l4 V- D Q$ E$ W% |% e2 J
" g: i p$ l2 Q: ~So I called up the captain,3 t5 Q& L: r3 i9 U/ f
’please bring me my wine’8 r9 i! M0 d' p: V1 w+ Q
He said, ’we haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine’6 b: V- J+ _/ q& G8 [3 t! _. Q5 h
And still those voices are calling from far away,
6 A/ s- W# V( F& I& |Wake you up in the middle of the night
& F" @+ t* R& _Just to hear them say...
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Welcome to the hotel california+ S) `- X8 [6 R; l2 Q u R
Such a lovely place R6 A, J) _2 m( y, d+ A
Such a lovely face
* p, r2 X4 v6 { U' ?They livin’ it up at the hotel california! Y, ~( c$ F% ^7 \# k% s
What a nice surprise, bring your alibis
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( o9 t$ }4 x, y& eMirrors on the ceiling,3 w3 _. D5 N0 ?* \4 G- M
The pink champagne on ice9 p* d0 _* w$ V: T9 I8 i4 Q6 a
And she said ’we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’
% H6 i# w/ o6 G' |6 E ]And in the master’s chambers,
3 N7 M) L5 O4 E7 t# Q; T% h1 xThey gathered for the feast
9 L1 |; C+ G( l& N& Z( RThe stab it with their steely knives,
3 h4 T/ G/ ~& {" u" u$ FBut they just can’t kill the beast5 j2 V0 ?& W, o: O- u. Q, q) _
+ S/ |! h$ {5 DLast thing I remember, I was# W" R. v/ E1 ?. l3 ~1 N$ w
Running for the door
1 C: ] S, L) {I had to find the passage back
9 d% g1 z. Z' C3 sTo the place I was before6 u% o7 u P! H7 a/ k$ ?9 h8 g
’relax,’ said the night man,
! X5 Q" D* \6 w; O/ R/ GWe are programmed to receive.
1 A1 u0 h$ B. S; W! cYou can checkout any time you like,/ Z4 v0 T0 i# |% [1 e/ a! X9 ]
But you can never leave! |
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