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On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair/ e& j# A" L4 R# _3 k( `
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air1 S4 K3 ] I5 g/ [$ R$ _) e
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light3 Q6 Y& v2 B0 n" [* X3 u$ N
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim- f2 Z, L" _& V% `, s
I had to stop for the night
7 U3 K' } u3 C, v# JThere she stood in the doorway;
/ ^! w: R. @( k- x0 Y1 SI heard the mission bell
( \) g+ h. O- S, z' h. Q8 [( cAnd I was thinking to myself,, b/ W( x# h& F; D& b* A, D
’this could be heaven or this could be hell’
& { n, N- o% W. u+ w6 s( L5 vThen she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
6 N3 ~. b3 r+ K$ o" |There were voices down the corridor,5 g4 s2 f# Y" U# w5 G- ^
I thought I heard them say...8 Z# { @2 C9 `
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Welcome to the hotel california
8 V% q1 c$ G; D3 y% d, ]Such a lovely place
8 _7 Y$ X; m& ?8 N5 }, h& U* i% t) GSuch a lovely face( f: [+ L8 {% d
Plenty of room at the hotel california
( R, u: t( p" ?" U5 b0 }Any time of year, you can find it here1 N6 p5 u3 |* l/ F6 N5 x' u$ f
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Her mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes bends
4 S, G% l, R4 R+ r5 UShe got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
+ e2 i4 r+ t' b4 y* m4 t2 {How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
( }: d" c$ m- {6 T3 s' a3 xSome dance to remember, some dance to forget
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+ H. E0 D ]) M6 I0 g1 O) KSo I called up the captain,
3 ]2 |" _4 M6 P7 Y’please bring me my wine’
; x6 \- ^8 S; s, f8 A! |He said, ’we haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine’ |% J8 W7 D( y7 |
And still those voices are calling from far away,9 b$ O. ?1 s+ c! g& l' A0 X& X
Wake you up in the middle of the night
, s" W' _% c* q6 u T; B1 z# ZJust to hear them say...
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Welcome to the hotel california
7 X7 o" K4 p/ {, X. r! B# _Such a lovely place/ V8 m( X# E% ~2 w6 N) z$ V3 O) J. h
Such a lovely face
) h6 j) W d! L7 z" ^They livin’ it up at the hotel california. ~. A; A" Y7 E2 F. M
What a nice surprise, bring your alibis
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( K3 Y! f) o2 X# R1 [Mirrors on the ceiling,
2 z# M; c; N# t. l3 g1 d/ @The pink champagne on ice
, @% A' X& Z3 }8 [And she said ’we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’- u$ Z+ r& x" o
And in the master’s chambers,
8 p9 F% N) e* {$ V HThey gathered for the feast9 l( I& L6 D, F, i' P) U2 D o2 S
The stab it with their steely knives,
6 v! Y5 m! F+ R8 t& L# bBut they just can’t kill the beast
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) p# V- \/ H& [+ G! f+ e- `Last thing I remember, I was5 }# ~3 h5 P! ?5 m4 q2 c6 a- I; v
Running for the door
9 Y: y8 ~/ M2 G" p! qI had to find the passage back0 E2 \- f$ P+ X9 ]0 k% x1 d; z
To the place I was before$ Y: Y1 B1 b% ~
’relax,’ said the night man,
+ a' X" ?8 [' d3 T5 w2 [7 ?We are programmed to receive.
& y# H7 q3 C0 ?+ i4 v$ I! PYou can checkout any time you like,
3 N# h0 ~/ N8 V! t3 a- q' oBut you can never leave! |
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