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On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
0 p% Q8 R+ `3 i4 A* E; b5 w7 }, }# aWarm smell of colitas, rising up through the air( N, \! H5 e/ m2 [1 `$ \& m! P+ o
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light" M3 H' i- i5 i4 ~9 V2 S+ L7 j
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
, ]: T. K/ b2 o% g/ sI had to stop for the night( L( b0 l/ O; {
There she stood in the doorway; H" u9 o2 m: y- l" j8 x' ]% G
I heard the mission bell2 T2 G4 `+ `2 h3 _' u; W8 U+ w
And I was thinking to myself,
7 m8 _+ {, r/ ]7 Q9 Q* j5 m’this could be heaven or this could be hell’, x, t- \: L( h T( U$ I* r
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way$ l' i- u6 u$ c- k w1 }
There were voices down the corridor,
6 [$ J4 h7 s$ y! PI thought I heard them say...3 P( m- r+ C$ h( ?7 j, ~
3 I( W% Y+ Y6 e, a8 t" LWelcome to the hotel california
, N) A; j" X7 g) O0 pSuch a lovely place
( m! c* n& C# r' p+ o2 K% TSuch a lovely face
9 U% e' v% F8 W0 YPlenty of room at the hotel california3 w* n6 s- J: ]8 [9 o2 V
Any time of year, you can find it here
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. F! M9 c. q: @7 d. q; f! THer mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes bends
- i/ B5 n9 a3 WShe got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
1 u% m9 n% s, X. [9 l) ^8 v9 ZHow they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
- v" `% V6 _, ~5 y, A, }Some dance to remember, some dance to forget" t! c- k( F: o( L0 ]1 ~
; h( Z2 r, b0 f, |+ FSo I called up the captain,4 i, F; ^* h1 r) T
’please bring me my wine’
2 U5 d. R+ O# i' uHe said, ’we haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine’
* v5 T7 K ~8 M( D1 _7 EAnd still those voices are calling from far away,
( f1 @. r& I) P! _7 `5 A# rWake you up in the middle of the night
* q+ Z+ V# Y& ^2 r7 G# [! ^! M5 GJust to hear them say...
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Welcome to the hotel california2 p% f/ ~, _; p6 o1 n8 z
Such a lovely place0 ?, l6 |6 t8 w4 J# |) a* L+ D
Such a lovely face
4 q' Y5 p9 u* s/ J! G5 d( r6 @ [They livin’ it up at the hotel california4 W# [- n1 [ q! O, F2 D& a
What a nice surprise, bring your alibis2 {% w( M/ g. c# u; X
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Mirrors on the ceiling,
( v1 x) z0 v& T, iThe pink champagne on ice' T9 e' ~" L5 O" x0 n, h
And she said ’we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’
4 A, v# |* }- hAnd in the master’s chambers,
; e5 N" C+ f! ?. e5 kThey gathered for the feast
% l3 ^% g" ^+ g* M0 NThe stab it with their steely knives,4 I0 Q1 U* i2 E, t
But they just can’t kill the beast+ C" o3 D: s& M
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Last thing I remember, I was+ Q5 s% P% v9 p# m
Running for the door
6 w$ _8 c: s9 j0 c0 WI had to find the passage back
# t9 \9 }& Z0 r1 FTo the place I was before( e3 \; J, t0 N# d+ G
’relax,’ said the night man,# L2 W4 ]+ X9 E* c; K$ }
We are programmed to receive.& E3 ~/ d( r: h* y2 N! u
You can checkout any time you like,
- O+ E |( |0 ?5 JBut you can never leave! |
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