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On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
P' @0 T1 _0 [Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air/ k( r0 ^5 d O* s7 V5 F' ]
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
0 V" u2 P( Y. R' T, o9 cMy head grew heavy and my sight grew dim) i- y) ]' ~9 V5 ]+ ~. f- f4 X
I had to stop for the night
7 _+ C; c) O8 \; `, ~There she stood in the doorway;3 C3 }8 c& {, w( p
I heard the mission bell
h2 S2 ^2 c; L4 M+ L3 @ V, F5 UAnd I was thinking to myself,9 k" n& x; R+ w" H3 P5 y$ X
’this could be heaven or this could be hell’& } D: ]& b* X
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way4 i. N- J: p5 U3 V! n5 ?# E& F
There were voices down the corridor,5 `0 F0 V/ ]! }/ i. i- r" X
I thought I heard them say...
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8 _3 j) n: P( aWelcome to the hotel california
/ w5 M9 L. h: eSuch a lovely place
, n' N1 s6 E) g9 C# G. g8 Q8 zSuch a lovely face0 ]" M: u0 X- y: F% ^7 P
Plenty of room at the hotel california
' [" e$ ~$ N: A, uAny time of year, you can find it here4 S- P: Q2 d7 ?( o3 V' y
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Her mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes bends* `: c: { ~5 Q$ e& U! f# t# l
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends; ?. e/ y3 y" g/ P# k5 d
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
! `9 k+ Z7 w; B: U( h1 MSome dance to remember, some dance to forget
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$ N% L* X2 g6 tSo I called up the captain,, i. P: f2 C3 O& c
’please bring me my wine’
, ], ^9 ?+ w9 Q& R, s R# b9 }He said, ’we haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine’
% Y7 L% g* f2 I aAnd still those voices are calling from far away, n4 b0 J/ i) |* d' F& X
Wake you up in the middle of the night: z8 F* _5 G& v) W: e
Just to hear them say...
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/ Y! Z7 z8 x5 y$ w6 @Welcome to the hotel california- I/ X) S2 M) s7 X: D. J8 u' o
Such a lovely place
$ I, F/ _, M- qSuch a lovely face
: i) `) J" r5 ]( ^! B% h5 }' YThey livin’ it up at the hotel california6 d# U8 S+ p! X, q' O/ N( F" G. J
What a nice surprise, bring your alibis) ~. P7 l% X" S2 \
, v, h# h' c% y" R* {: D$ m. U8 g6 A3 |. MMirrors on the ceiling,
' {2 k) I6 }5 c6 S% ~The pink champagne on ice
$ U. P, b. P7 m( |( FAnd she said ’we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’( R2 \$ k6 J) i' t" I
And in the master’s chambers,
( i) n. L7 c5 A$ v8 O$ TThey gathered for the feast3 E5 ?/ M; K3 ?3 ]
The stab it with their steely knives,
4 t V# v# n+ Y* a5 }But they just can’t kill the beast' e% x. r3 }! F; t9 I( v
# O5 P, {6 X3 x+ b1 f- Z: o% bLast thing I remember, I was5 F8 N: Y5 D/ p2 \7 W$ R$ Z5 T
Running for the door
+ m5 r7 T1 K3 bI had to find the passage back8 T6 b7 y& j. \7 Q! k
To the place I was before
7 |6 r! g) H9 o( _0 [' a' B’relax,’ said the night man,
7 y/ G* J& Q2 P: R9 bWe are programmed to receive." G) _0 [- L3 L' ^
You can checkout any time you like," `; D: [( a5 e# x. x+ @5 r
But you can never leave! |
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