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On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair3 G8 U; c( @8 E4 `6 L
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
f7 y# K5 T9 F2 [: ?Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
( b0 g, F' S9 A6 C" `* fMy head grew heavy and my sight grew dim7 n" Q: a i9 ^
I had to stop for the night
* _- R2 e; s0 O7 \# d; a3 B1 zThere she stood in the doorway;9 a: I; M0 W* I0 `1 R2 g
I heard the mission bell
% ~; b% q7 k! E1 V, j0 MAnd I was thinking to myself,
i) e# _* y2 {& m’this could be heaven or this could be hell’
+ e g$ B* `2 G& U/ \Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
7 i' V$ a: o* R# aThere were voices down the corridor,
# s/ M% x/ W8 H% M" |( f9 aI thought I heard them say...
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/ O. g, p1 |* }" rWelcome to the hotel california+ C, j e5 R$ X/ y; u
Such a lovely place
2 {- u5 v% n5 a+ w& c$ \% g5 ~# oSuch a lovely face
4 w5 s. r9 {8 \! f. @* L; XPlenty of room at the hotel california) Y9 N$ o2 p ]& }1 R
Any time of year, you can find it here
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1 ?2 l+ J2 L$ k+ ^0 N9 O: n& GHer mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes bends
: w* W. z% f8 X }, W0 e- I/ f3 WShe got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
3 m x" Q7 Z( e7 F$ BHow they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
L* q1 u! R1 a& T) s% @Some dance to remember, some dance to forget1 V4 |( J0 G9 i# D m
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So I called up the captain,, R8 o8 _3 C. h* j
’please bring me my wine’
) y1 C$ X6 t+ X- \+ S; fHe said, ’we haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine’
r2 e, m: ?' B1 Z( p- E: n- UAnd still those voices are calling from far away,
7 P- S# Z6 ^( GWake you up in the middle of the night
9 k6 Z; @# g% a2 b( H, W. V wJust to hear them say...+ ?. ?# m8 H. E& l5 r% w
, v) f; X$ w! z" I9 uWelcome to the hotel california0 |* G3 F+ e4 M0 w- [
Such a lovely place
" ]9 C+ b$ y8 VSuch a lovely face; `+ @& f K% G( t: k; f M
They livin’ it up at the hotel california2 Y$ D c2 N# u8 f
What a nice surprise, bring your alibis( [8 W& M# ^4 u
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Mirrors on the ceiling,
6 ]7 |6 s; W# }/ _% G# i, MThe pink champagne on ice
' c1 ], e; b4 ?' L- CAnd she said ’we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’
( n1 y0 [4 g+ x' u/ WAnd in the master’s chambers,
$ ?9 F, q7 ]: l5 ?1 j: JThey gathered for the feast" p1 W- u4 l. v8 C
The stab it with their steely knives,
r |, W$ G7 w" }1 }But they just can’t kill the beast/ J5 H, `4 d' D, `7 e# h
7 i s8 d1 T) v5 y) r: RLast thing I remember, I was
# ]2 r; X, R: u/ I1 CRunning for the door/ |8 l' N3 ]$ n( j) h' x
I had to find the passage back
9 e/ M3 F8 s0 LTo the place I was before
1 n& o' H$ p/ Y3 r’relax,’ said the night man,( {# c% }) u2 C$ l3 M& {
We are programmed to receive.7 C U- B" d5 R9 B7 w/ U
You can checkout any time you like,9 s# ~4 |9 ]3 h, V T4 P
But you can never leave! |
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