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On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
5 G$ T" t& [: M" T/ h" q$ M4 @Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
* Q0 A9 Q3 L1 Z2 ~0 fUp ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light+ j) r! J. r8 G* q* g: x1 X4 o
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim' B% e) Y9 t% }9 d3 ?2 _0 d8 L
I had to stop for the night
% h4 \8 y0 g7 t1 PThere she stood in the doorway;3 c' h; P, N- ]3 B
I heard the mission bell% `3 {; ~, J2 m( f
And I was thinking to myself,( }2 O" Q E; [' y
’this could be heaven or this could be hell’
6 t! b g" P2 {5 N7 E( j& KThen she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
, e2 B) A: x6 \- P# \There were voices down the corridor,
4 i0 z S# a- T- G+ }I thought I heard them say...
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) O/ Q6 M W( s7 J$ h! U) D( l7 VWelcome to the hotel california$ ~& J8 ~* w4 S" G' r
Such a lovely place& F$ K- ]9 ?9 [5 H. E
Such a lovely face/ U" u! A% r$ A+ G% |
Plenty of room at the hotel california
2 q- d8 L/ G7 C: q/ e8 T* O) |Any time of year, you can find it here
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Her mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes bends6 L# M- M' M9 x5 D+ V& x
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
* w5 E2 l- k/ T; ~! j$ Z' SHow they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.: `) E4 i, Z" \9 {# G4 g
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget7 I( V% q; Q6 C4 R2 h% p
3 I; q. f) x4 `2 ^9 \9 |So I called up the captain,
6 C- z& r! z" @+ U" Z’please bring me my wine’! p( H* F: B& H7 ?0 n6 u4 V
He said, ’we haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine’
7 H6 S# W% P$ d( C, O, sAnd still those voices are calling from far away,
, Q0 Q" H6 l4 C! iWake you up in the middle of the night
, h+ a9 j6 \( T' F8 w! b: GJust to hear them say...
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Welcome to the hotel california
' D1 e% f2 g% U8 `$ Q5 f1 _Such a lovely place* {; Z; v, L7 @0 I
Such a lovely face
' o8 D, U0 [; ?2 `2 l; SThey livin’ it up at the hotel california
' v: N: ^7 w/ RWhat a nice surprise, bring your alibis
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Mirrors on the ceiling,/ G9 x- E# b Q, Y' I6 P
The pink champagne on ice3 O# B& v$ m+ I2 g; \- f3 c& Q
And she said ’we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’9 l4 d _0 K; Y5 P' }3 S( K
And in the master’s chambers,
& |( ^4 A" y. _# NThey gathered for the feast
* _' e3 r! w) S% B4 v1 N. F5 o" ~The stab it with their steely knives,
1 G" q( W* S+ xBut they just can’t kill the beast9 b6 y" e! G! v' n, X& x) \3 Q6 j& i
: s3 I" X6 u* I1 MLast thing I remember, I was8 U: z" }, u+ x# L
Running for the door$ _% e+ m% D" b; R
I had to find the passage back
4 [7 }3 @2 [) ], m0 ITo the place I was before
% q4 b B2 X# @* c3 c: O’relax,’ said the night man,% z8 a1 b( F7 T8 V& E) S
We are programmed to receive.
1 ?& X8 ]6 I$ {2 Q: wYou can checkout any time you like,0 i" Y* t: U, ~
But you can never leave! |
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