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On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair4 o5 Q) f* ]! E2 M- X! N
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
& X$ W6 S- i1 ]1 Z/ S( hUp ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
. [! ?2 Q) Q1 S qMy head grew heavy and my sight grew dim, s5 D1 K& W. |- c% z: h
I had to stop for the night+ @" Y* b _5 a7 v8 W0 |
There she stood in the doorway;
) C8 A2 H5 J/ m& Q0 N. k( ~8 RI heard the mission bell
; v* _- @6 Y% q" KAnd I was thinking to myself,/ r& C7 W3 p$ N- q2 F3 Y% y) h
’this could be heaven or this could be hell’) I. l$ y+ G* X# t( M( J" @' n
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
; W9 z8 o! Y3 LThere were voices down the corridor,* I2 g5 {8 D% o1 u9 r8 D: {
I thought I heard them say...
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3 T$ g+ T2 W% n* S6 w. u D5 JWelcome to the hotel california
& K! Z. |# i8 V8 ]Such a lovely place
2 `5 a9 {# Z% O/ |; t7 {4 \9 WSuch a lovely face
' i" x5 [& d# fPlenty of room at the hotel california
$ g0 R% Q: u, q$ t" t YAny time of year, you can find it here7 I+ v# b' K: M
6 y: z3 v; g+ K6 bHer mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes bends5 ?7 H# V8 ?; o& m
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
3 A. X# c* ^1 AHow they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
/ l+ }# N' f/ u8 A. w+ MSome dance to remember, some dance to forget2 _1 h5 [! c" e8 a& E
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So I called up the captain,
3 ]1 K3 ?$ o1 _4 K6 @% X/ ], j* r’please bring me my wine’
# D, W! s4 R0 \ _3 i+ P4 R5 SHe said, ’we haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine’
- ]7 B8 ]# k, ZAnd still those voices are calling from far away,
; [, `8 `: P, g( _- O0 c. RWake you up in the middle of the night
' g5 |% P# L& a% W7 `Just to hear them say...
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Welcome to the hotel california
* [' B f0 w/ DSuch a lovely place" U0 y9 p; E* [( ?$ q" _# m" M7 S
Such a lovely face
2 u* f) }7 z, n: E. jThey livin’ it up at the hotel california0 c8 }! E% h: l& |1 }; c5 q8 ]+ t
What a nice surprise, bring your alibis L" k: Q: ~: h: g* ]
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Mirrors on the ceiling,) z5 Q# H2 P: k3 I% Z7 Y
The pink champagne on ice
4 n6 ]% k& `1 s2 z4 N$ h' Q. wAnd she said ’we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’# P1 K% E3 I; t: R4 v2 u
And in the master’s chambers,: u t4 i7 Y2 ]+ P1 _7 t" J
They gathered for the feast- J. h) t' ~4 L) E! }4 i9 E2 X9 c
The stab it with their steely knives,8 A5 [; }4 K$ F$ N, H( c
But they just can’t kill the beast
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; l8 Q4 j* B1 y9 QLast thing I remember, I was3 Z! w! y/ r5 Y: e0 X8 @( I) B$ ?% n
Running for the door
, `6 U+ ?( ]2 M& ~I had to find the passage back/ {' c' I6 x8 v8 d& v
To the place I was before6 Q, Y0 n9 ` u6 Q. e: v; w
’relax,’ said the night man,6 V1 t! I% `3 M j' b/ z
We are programmed to receive.
' U* _& J& U8 j9 ?3 h# {- NYou can checkout any time you like,
+ _0 L4 g3 |' [/ eBut you can never leave! |
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