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On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
5 E4 U, Y9 D1 I+ `' u; d( @Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
& P/ q. b2 F) k$ K, _Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
9 {" j+ b% m" C: J1 q6 S! k( l! ?4 R4 BMy head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
4 i* P S3 f( y# p4 J9 M# W" w; SI had to stop for the night; C0 s8 m' o2 l' Q! i% o
There she stood in the doorway;
6 ]$ W {7 V4 ^& n8 Q# QI heard the mission bell
% Z7 `. [1 h: s) Y- SAnd I was thinking to myself,4 R, }9 m; k& t$ D
’this could be heaven or this could be hell’
0 y a, y% a' a8 mThen she lit up a candle and she showed me the way* }! c% `9 J! N* h4 M5 I( C2 Q4 |
There were voices down the corridor,# _, ]2 y) |. x& x7 J
I thought I heard them say...! d' W% [" x( h1 {
8 y& U( a; {3 K8 U8 M1 S. ?Welcome to the hotel california+ m- P9 ?4 z3 O r8 V5 W
Such a lovely place
2 [. B; ^+ S H0 M6 ISuch a lovely face
$ R0 n9 f" a9 _! l3 L6 DPlenty of room at the hotel california7 h/ l: [/ f: s6 G
Any time of year, you can find it here
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! E4 v1 d3 |" a$ JHer mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes bends- K. e. [; G/ R* ~* G6 @
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends0 c, O0 H- d* f
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.: K& R6 X; j3 g/ {. j! g4 S- W1 c
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget/ W( Z/ v/ [# h0 ?+ J' X5 v
3 [1 m, r* r# d4 jSo I called up the captain,
: K h/ z) X9 K; G: a: O) q’please bring me my wine’. E) a6 f- a+ ]+ f
He said, ’we haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine’" ^/ E/ `! W% N5 m* [1 C: w! e$ N/ c+ l' q
And still those voices are calling from far away, \ v, `9 |! ^ E
Wake you up in the middle of the night
0 H' k8 w9 H6 s% n4 f \Just to hear them say..." l+ L( w/ I0 T1 n* j5 c0 Y" s! A
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Welcome to the hotel california
$ l& p; [; B1 a7 hSuch a lovely place+ y8 H/ ?; _$ B* \. G* `0 N6 k: D
Such a lovely face
2 j( E4 |: t; g3 }They livin’ it up at the hotel california
8 y# _+ Y$ Y0 J! m) RWhat a nice surprise, bring your alibis$ y" r2 e/ v6 `6 G( p
5 \* c2 X6 `4 f' J( VMirrors on the ceiling,' d8 [ o0 l% z/ B5 K* u6 s
The pink champagne on ice I; i8 ^( f2 e; D) J6 `' N+ ^' c
And she said ’we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’
8 L8 {1 f, F+ \, u/ M9 G/ ^4 i$ bAnd in the master’s chambers," h& Y/ n& ` `
They gathered for the feast, m" b) T9 I! Z& f0 G" n
The stab it with their steely knives,
( [. {- [5 A2 Y! L8 s% g" a% VBut they just can’t kill the beast9 s/ D' i( g5 x! N4 M2 S
; d+ g- Y. M" ?1 s9 e; `Last thing I remember, I was; O' a- c% W$ l5 Q0 a) D/ {, t
Running for the door1 J |. p5 a& T
I had to find the passage back
( h( F3 X! j- L5 Z: cTo the place I was before
4 a' q+ i6 } }3 `2 {’relax,’ said the night man,
: s6 D4 R; o, ^2 u- mWe are programmed to receive.
3 P+ j5 f7 }: H7 d2 E: C5 M f9 aYou can checkout any time you like,
* F- W7 d+ r5 a$ z; e( `, CBut you can never leave! |
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