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On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair; e5 Q2 R0 y* T0 R
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
0 q \2 E/ l* C2 V* @4 R0 h6 nUp ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light* o! C% ], C- \" {8 I' l, O
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim; y0 n( c/ w- ^* O% n: B. R
I had to stop for the night
7 K- q @. @! TThere she stood in the doorway;& u4 C; a/ D' O) F: r
I heard the mission bell. {' W# Q' }5 B9 h
And I was thinking to myself,
+ _+ ` N- ~' j: D) a’this could be heaven or this could be hell’
+ F+ k" f; {: p) s( _) EThen she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
, y& D8 I3 }* rThere were voices down the corridor,. k! t3 D; d% s# |, N# }
I thought I heard them say...; Y L! ]& {* }% V: v8 k$ {
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Welcome to the hotel california
) Z8 ^. p5 S1 ^2 y6 tSuch a lovely place7 T; V( `8 g5 P
Such a lovely face/ N8 k$ v6 m" h1 D3 \) @) x
Plenty of room at the hotel california6 z4 f7 g$ v6 P8 D. A
Any time of year, you can find it here3 ?$ a0 O, h4 m- [
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Her mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes bends) ]6 d) m- G3 q4 z$ ^- n/ O
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends1 J g/ I0 I$ k" T7 Q: h, K2 `
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.0 k) B* P7 Z) z! z' M# t
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget) f! K7 ^5 s3 x- ?+ K& S( a( n& {0 V
1 i3 z% b4 ?6 o$ RSo I called up the captain,! J' U1 V I+ p) J
’please bring me my wine’% j: A" \# j0 m+ `7 L# u
He said, ’we haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine’
. }! B/ d8 j5 {$ f4 n9 H o- pAnd still those voices are calling from far away,
- y2 G u5 ^2 r! N+ r2 @3 ]Wake you up in the middle of the night# A5 V, E! n* |2 o4 u
Just to hear them say...# ?& ^$ ?% l( b8 S: }1 `5 {" `0 v( m
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Welcome to the hotel california6 l+ M+ C! ^/ m0 ~) D
Such a lovely place2 V, I, }! X3 N: W1 T1 s5 L
Such a lovely face N$ V8 L9 w) ]5 g% }
They livin’ it up at the hotel california
) ~5 L' ]. I, H! {( f1 E5 `, sWhat a nice surprise, bring your alibis
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0 n- F; R. \, j0 K9 w) sMirrors on the ceiling,: v' v/ h5 G. p5 n6 y( J
The pink champagne on ice7 o1 G7 L( Y9 n1 h1 A$ O) }7 m2 i
And she said ’we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’+ x* c" D; W4 [5 v9 S0 L
And in the master’s chambers,
8 ?; @# s* P) L6 e3 U& @They gathered for the feast+ m1 a- |& ~6 P/ d$ t! F
The stab it with their steely knives,
- `$ f' w/ z' l4 R) }5 v) D/ iBut they just can’t kill the beast
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! m+ Y" j1 u6 s. B( XLast thing I remember, I was9 {" }" k" }- V9 {% M8 s
Running for the door9 G. C! h% q/ j; n0 v
I had to find the passage back
& ^1 H/ |5 v- S2 I# l: ^To the place I was before& ^5 g4 o3 p, Z; S+ d
’relax,’ said the night man,$ ]4 v% P7 C7 D _
We are programmed to receive.
! v3 D$ K) C* [; I" s# nYou can checkout any time you like, `8 [6 ^/ }0 Q, L/ t( D
But you can never leave! |
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