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On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair* C# ^3 ?2 N, i4 p
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air, R( `5 l" P" z0 ^
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
+ ]" ?9 j3 ]. y: T, pMy head grew heavy and my sight grew dim4 E8 T1 H( x7 l
I had to stop for the night
4 F% _# |& o7 B, J+ c# X) RThere she stood in the doorway;9 c6 Y* r9 o6 U/ Y% i
I heard the mission bell z$ I; E9 W4 d9 Z( l
And I was thinking to myself,
5 T! \: E; D# r/ J! c+ K’this could be heaven or this could be hell’0 d$ F; r4 T' ^% J( r) S" s5 O: I
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
5 d1 [1 Z/ n- }4 n* ?* u' d7 J! |There were voices down the corridor,/ K$ P, l1 U; F* o2 a6 W6 P( C+ b
I thought I heard them say...5 l. P) e* p) y! \- p2 {
& E* h- f' z2 B( F+ o2 M- e' ~# N/ \$ tWelcome to the hotel california
3 _; z- o7 y' O3 ^5 gSuch a lovely place
% g+ |# z- a7 |0 NSuch a lovely face/ T( b( _# d# U1 ^# j3 }
Plenty of room at the hotel california3 B) H z0 E5 V/ T ]2 ^
Any time of year, you can find it here$ a+ r! _0 |) l7 f; P
0 ]$ N% p X% o/ f HHer mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes bends6 s: X: L! y* ~1 T+ U' b
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends) g$ L% A% q3 C4 ?9 E9 u
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.4 Q9 f, N) q8 }4 Z8 A4 N0 ]% R
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget
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. r( V/ {, p& LSo I called up the captain,
9 Y0 D! z$ @" U; y- x1 u9 t’please bring me my wine’. p4 t$ p$ U0 ^$ B' @: Z4 L$ H! H1 U
He said, ’we haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine’
1 u7 \3 m8 `$ D/ Y9 k. P+ Z% dAnd still those voices are calling from far away,4 _. Z2 O$ o$ k( y
Wake you up in the middle of the night
, O7 |0 y Z3 w( M: M) ?Just to hear them say...) u8 b; {: m, V( g" A: O
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Welcome to the hotel california
8 y; H2 F$ v- B, h. g0 j' [Such a lovely place
& S& I% ^& B5 k$ F( V Y+ wSuch a lovely face
! `) k8 X1 P1 E/ TThey livin’ it up at the hotel california8 k* d! G9 H" L
What a nice surprise, bring your alibis
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Mirrors on the ceiling,5 j0 i1 o; Y: w6 H
The pink champagne on ice4 E5 s) k- V' Z+ g9 ?$ P. f
And she said ’we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’
+ h6 Q6 O5 k: j+ a5 A4 V8 NAnd in the master’s chambers,/ n/ @: u4 n; ~" C( K
They gathered for the feast. v( U+ L" a1 Z7 K$ ]
The stab it with their steely knives,
9 S# o1 |5 o/ S5 H6 e0 C2 G$ IBut they just can’t kill the beast& C; e8 Z8 C# q5 Y& Y8 D8 g
$ [( r! H% @ B/ l' t, ZLast thing I remember, I was0 w. u* `% F( w
Running for the door
/ m: `% A* _4 {' ^I had to find the passage back
( N; o9 B) v- W6 j: \* Q! j( R6 CTo the place I was before
( G4 r' m, h* Z+ ]+ ]/ ?+ E# v0 I’relax,’ said the night man,
* T; w3 [5 K, @( rWe are programmed to receive.7 {4 u3 z6 h+ `: ?/ V2 @5 X! f% d! M
You can checkout any time you like,
/ i! h; b. {: d& g' @6 aBut you can never leave! |
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