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On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
0 p7 V2 c0 @/ DWarm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
" G: G" t Z; a+ F. `Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
( k& s, \3 f0 j0 H9 f0 }My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
7 y! |% l# z2 j2 M* @) e% dI had to stop for the night! J0 G) q3 Z/ z! Y/ Y
There she stood in the doorway;
6 N) U3 e4 `+ d( CI heard the mission bell
1 _' X: I7 @% u9 V4 FAnd I was thinking to myself,
2 ^, x$ g# v. y' `3 L4 H! [5 s’this could be heaven or this could be hell’ H6 j2 w7 }9 |# ]
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
- e3 V- ?8 ~7 Q- n* n. ?There were voices down the corridor,8 ^1 V9 n- y2 v; @/ N
I thought I heard them say...9 m/ W; d7 i% A2 c( [$ d: N8 e
T" Y! N) e M1 W: M2 MWelcome to the hotel california J( ?$ e! O$ B0 E
Such a lovely place$ b6 l. O( W; F( q" R: A+ h J3 R
Such a lovely face; U6 \% k+ {* S* P( a
Plenty of room at the hotel california
( y& V$ m6 z/ f: f% l% h' hAny time of year, you can find it here
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Her mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes bends
3 D4 | H* k6 |; e+ }* M4 ^+ c' RShe got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
( _" h1 T* n) Z- @+ E, h. jHow they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.* K w8 O/ E( ] T
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget4 f2 u0 e0 K- N. Q B: S/ f) B
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So I called up the captain,
9 f0 n! z+ s6 L3 V9 M8 _7 B’please bring me my wine’0 {9 a6 E; G) l7 y& o
He said, ’we haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine’1 A" h% v( T" Z7 e, j8 R9 z
And still those voices are calling from far away,
9 I9 s( _9 z' NWake you up in the middle of the night- T7 P% h" {9 _* {" K5 f0 |
Just to hear them say...4 I4 s- x: C; k9 e# Z' \
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Welcome to the hotel california
0 P, h+ M% Y9 |1 m0 b1 e: ZSuch a lovely place
" \3 [! a/ e B% S$ I' \ K$ hSuch a lovely face x& I5 N& t# Z. i+ N% A X' D
They livin’ it up at the hotel california
$ e7 s: F1 R+ f7 T4 fWhat a nice surprise, bring your alibis& R4 f8 a/ D3 _& a8 y2 N7 i
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Mirrors on the ceiling,- T; Y& }: F, J3 r8 U
The pink champagne on ice
0 e' N* N+ V: W/ d k7 d" C0 M& tAnd she said ’we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’
! c1 |, Z! t Q. T: nAnd in the master’s chambers,+ |2 n" M; `' j5 T, @; R _
They gathered for the feast2 K$ L! X7 k) p6 o; O
The stab it with their steely knives,6 c% S& \; h" X
But they just can’t kill the beast' _* y7 L3 T/ t# b7 `0 t) g
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Last thing I remember, I was
0 w' h6 ^9 W& z" r2 p3 s6 w1 DRunning for the door
6 W' p1 f0 M) p o; kI had to find the passage back
% k8 R& H4 t! C) {To the place I was before- O. g2 p7 Q3 I7 c# t$ N" Y
’relax,’ said the night man,
. x2 R5 y4 K: c( G2 D$ C hWe are programmed to receive.2 K1 h2 d0 ~9 q1 ?
You can checkout any time you like,! q- w J0 o; v
But you can never leave! |
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