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On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
, A' Y0 W9 l# ?& P) s( Y0 cWarm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
" T3 E3 b" k; d/ RUp ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
6 j- S1 {9 O* p0 _My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim* [7 ^* T) v" O" y( z
I had to stop for the night1 \5 O$ T" g2 o3 C/ Q: c5 K+ G
There she stood in the doorway;
* B( \: o6 b1 {2 |- Y# a! ^# t5 m2 II heard the mission bell
* Z4 y5 N2 S9 cAnd I was thinking to myself,' U7 F3 n( h3 j
’this could be heaven or this could be hell’0 b0 g4 M' _4 S" H$ Z
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way, y7 o- Q3 x9 W( J& r
There were voices down the corridor,
* j: M6 {; t/ \5 @, l: G1 {# MI thought I heard them say...6 D; w4 X* a, G# H
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Welcome to the hotel california
8 \0 u+ U8 M' W* p- VSuch a lovely place- `, E. x3 }) P5 J
Such a lovely face# A% [, [8 ^$ e* d8 Y
Plenty of room at the hotel california
4 _) r5 `- c# R! U! D8 F. C, dAny time of year, you can find it here; U" a0 M5 P3 J# Q: Q7 [
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Her mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes bends+ C; z. w$ R$ z D# u
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
3 I2 B5 a2 ` cHow they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
# ^' k `) d" J" g& t. y r) ySome dance to remember, some dance to forget8 m6 F+ o3 S( [# R" x: o# ^7 J/ }: E
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So I called up the captain,8 ~) B/ S* W, w) ~- d4 w) ?0 |) e
’please bring me my wine’
0 t$ g* D' h9 ?" z& u4 ]He said, ’we haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine’
9 J0 U- T2 |7 B' UAnd still those voices are calling from far away,
$ z# x* w; |" O7 g7 F2 D7 gWake you up in the middle of the night; Q* O+ }7 P2 Q
Just to hear them say...
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4 p: C4 J: ^# j1 C4 X3 \, y+ _0 P! OWelcome to the hotel california
* M+ S- i+ e3 Q9 E4 W" I% |# zSuch a lovely place5 b |3 V V' V3 Z& Q. Y/ x
Such a lovely face
9 V. v( Q5 T( z h% U1 z7 _They livin’ it up at the hotel california
9 E9 h8 c8 I# A, A+ U. ?What a nice surprise, bring your alibis
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Mirrors on the ceiling," q% r- i: M1 B: |4 {7 c
The pink champagne on ice
) K1 I- |2 w. U) J" ]And she said ’we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’
3 R% E9 \8 S; y) AAnd in the master’s chambers,* V" l1 |7 a, M8 y* s! l5 K0 a6 U
They gathered for the feast+ C; }# @+ s( G# D& y1 Y
The stab it with their steely knives,
* k- a! T; D4 [6 m4 T" S9 N$ GBut they just can’t kill the beast' x9 w( z; F) {8 i! [
) f( Y8 g* p' S( X3 vLast thing I remember, I was
7 @) ^) k% m( lRunning for the door
2 J7 o7 d! ~: mI had to find the passage back% G; a* P; b& l+ E
To the place I was before- C! m# c3 P7 V' e
’relax,’ said the night man,
+ x1 |0 U! P2 Z tWe are programmed to receive.
+ }0 g0 q4 h4 e0 Y2 `' F3 G" w: x3 rYou can checkout any time you like,
! G2 e) H( \! a0 k+ XBut you can never leave! |
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