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On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair% ^8 y. }, T* b% @
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air( |6 I# r0 @0 n/ D
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light8 X- G I- b! O5 a" k3 ?' C7 y0 N
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim5 D- X5 T, V6 k
I had to stop for the night
, ~6 b2 f; D: |- o1 n1 WThere she stood in the doorway;+ P+ N& ?7 x! O/ S) Z
I heard the mission bell. D8 p5 f& ^+ f1 y& U
And I was thinking to myself,* C8 S5 ]: F! S6 ], d! a( S( d; k
’this could be heaven or this could be hell’& v3 U' P* g* {: I9 u2 F* l
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way/ ~* y9 B- B* j9 C6 Y
There were voices down the corridor,) X4 [. b" s* B. K# e
I thought I heard them say...# M ]" s3 p: e% y: C
: T: P0 ?. p6 a. s3 qWelcome to the hotel california
3 N4 A( N& p0 p( cSuch a lovely place) _4 s7 ?, A6 n9 ^$ P! E
Such a lovely face
/ y0 n) t1 m9 s; b( jPlenty of room at the hotel california
; J9 L8 n$ P/ R {2 `& VAny time of year, you can find it here/ W- \" ~! i* w' a: r1 a, @ y, `/ \
5 @- |7 \, E( p5 O' CHer mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes bends
* Z0 r V" ~/ ^" R& K$ @She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
# {0 s( X. @ N6 b) zHow they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.2 W* y( v+ Z( K H( ?3 Z
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget
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So I called up the captain,
' `% u3 v6 K; e8 f" d J’please bring me my wine’
x0 V4 B6 Z+ ]. G3 }He said, ’we haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine’
6 p6 r5 a6 ?1 s, J* G! g. C& j4 SAnd still those voices are calling from far away," J0 U$ }5 }$ x+ V7 D2 h
Wake you up in the middle of the night( g" O: Q p& j
Just to hear them say...
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Welcome to the hotel california' K) [, W4 v9 y" h; Y9 w
Such a lovely place9 o& y2 G. U# F# l( F
Such a lovely face5 |3 X) @/ M E8 E" F/ H- |& q
They livin’ it up at the hotel california0 `: k! g5 e+ _8 k
What a nice surprise, bring your alibis) ~3 B$ a( M. o$ h
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Mirrors on the ceiling,
6 E# C9 N* d \) W: m& A% C9 iThe pink champagne on ice
' @( l8 j6 k; P# RAnd she said ’we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’
5 L3 U; F3 O, R4 v8 S6 TAnd in the master’s chambers,
. O, s3 k5 u$ `They gathered for the feast+ U% I$ M0 l) x
The stab it with their steely knives,
" K6 y1 s' v3 i" ~2 w7 ~- SBut they just can’t kill the beast4 z' l! o) c; ^% j# [$ I8 r' p
. |& c7 T6 h5 |0 }Last thing I remember, I was0 R4 K1 i& h1 U& o! b! U0 w
Running for the door
7 \& _' P4 _$ m* O/ Z1 ^+ FI had to find the passage back. ]9 ^ N2 d, G4 Y% s
To the place I was before% K: B0 h+ W5 m% ?$ x" Q6 [3 ^
’relax,’ said the night man,
7 S! f$ x7 r& M) KWe are programmed to receive.+ }' w# f! E6 s5 ^2 `6 ]
You can checkout any time you like,9 k& L" D9 e0 Z5 m' z- n6 m) A
But you can never leave! |
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