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On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
; g/ ~: A! g7 `7 O% U2 [' s+ FWarm smell of colitas, rising up through the air5 f: ?2 i3 T$ i1 N% S. [' f
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
- L% D4 ~; k, z) ~1 {My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
2 C- ^ G; `: E3 r) m% v' |I had to stop for the night
; ]+ D$ g! S$ n3 QThere she stood in the doorway;1 t) L5 l- q. X& a% D) V
I heard the mission bell
: D4 t& z- ^) i5 y- J4 VAnd I was thinking to myself,/ B2 W( W" y2 T# k5 M% A
’this could be heaven or this could be hell’; g$ ` C5 b8 j$ a; v3 d% @' Q) x
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
( [, C, v( q5 N @% oThere were voices down the corridor,
( P. H% T0 U0 S) h% @I thought I heard them say...
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3 O% V/ }% V' y) h3 u4 N: sWelcome to the hotel california
1 i+ r+ d p5 W+ F' e. ]. P1 eSuch a lovely place
: C9 h: b2 E' _. aSuch a lovely face4 O2 T( s0 {4 @
Plenty of room at the hotel california
# U. _. {( ~ X: JAny time of year, you can find it here
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' Z. t5 f8 u9 h- MHer mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes bends# X) X9 ]' d' J: J4 [
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
( h. g9 d m( X. FHow they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
) h/ k' M, S; G% c, U$ h2 n' d; o6 WSome dance to remember, some dance to forget
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' d& |# |6 ^4 A- l: ?So I called up the captain,4 K; R0 g* T, ]0 d4 e2 B8 x5 d
’please bring me my wine’7 Q9 b3 q5 H. g4 V9 e9 J$ f
He said, ’we haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine’
' h1 N" y# K0 zAnd still those voices are calling from far away,
- {0 J; p# R! g$ E# [8 {8 w* a# @! P+ oWake you up in the middle of the night
' G" l1 z: f: e- L! v6 z. P' ~( `Just to hear them say...$ s" X* [9 [. S+ T
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Welcome to the hotel california
1 {/ S, [4 M' q- U y5 ISuch a lovely place% {2 b$ v/ {4 M" c3 e
Such a lovely face4 s) U! x |* d- q. [
They livin’ it up at the hotel california, _# {0 S1 A) y( z' ?. t1 u
What a nice surprise, bring your alibis
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Mirrors on the ceiling,
1 @5 N. Z& I& @9 SThe pink champagne on ice1 r8 L" a7 ~) {2 R
And she said ’we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’" J$ }% @& \8 K. J ?' \
And in the master’s chambers,
' s' q0 ?) L% T: D. f' H" \+ sThey gathered for the feast
9 n. F6 ?0 K6 x# `$ T5 q& zThe stab it with their steely knives,
, h' s6 T/ K8 t& eBut they just can’t kill the beast
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9 Y1 X0 B" F/ p$ N- [( I, b! W7 L5 ?Last thing I remember, I was
3 T" Z/ i) A! S, o7 NRunning for the door
! |8 m5 `5 R# u: GI had to find the passage back
4 C4 T4 ~& d, x& J7 I5 fTo the place I was before6 `3 d5 v8 v2 E8 y1 H) {! j
’relax,’ said the night man,
- k" S& m# ]5 c+ S IWe are programmed to receive.
, K- @; T5 s% ^; F, O3 ~ sYou can checkout any time you like,
. ]3 o! y; D$ L& r* b3 s4 b9 gBut you can never leave! |
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