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On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
" _. e* V [7 T# m" z% T2 uWarm smell of colitas, rising up through the air8 }4 Y* b/ G: M% Y) n" Z
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
$ [( T: n, y# E4 Q' A9 Q0 cMy head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
) M; o% b4 y# ]% cI had to stop for the night$ x ~% ]8 K% Z0 q# Q7 T8 z
There she stood in the doorway;4 q0 h* g$ ~/ @& t& E1 n
I heard the mission bell
5 \) t1 i& q5 K) x2 nAnd I was thinking to myself,
$ D( x3 B, o, l$ d, X1 v a’this could be heaven or this could be hell’+ { x/ l' f* N; p" P
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way: ^& Z3 h( W' C0 Z" ~' b" { r7 ?% b
There were voices down the corridor,) X9 y% v$ u k2 E( ^, F- d
I thought I heard them say...
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Welcome to the hotel california
' @! X; S& L; V8 |( ZSuch a lovely place
1 Q, v: z) |; ]* b& f. o0 gSuch a lovely face
. ?; A; e( e+ @1 ^1 P _Plenty of room at the hotel california% p$ |$ a2 L+ ~9 ~
Any time of year, you can find it here
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Her mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes bends* Y2 x" Y, U' s( w, `& |8 R
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
0 t. h8 G; }. N; n- `* a# x8 V3 V# GHow they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
9 L6 I6 g4 a, B' |2 BSome dance to remember, some dance to forget2 l( }. D! G, B; A# g; x% f: I3 S
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So I called up the captain,
$ }7 g' I; M& G6 r3 |- _7 k3 M’please bring me my wine’
, w! I" U! \# {2 g6 vHe said, ’we haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine’! H$ e5 F8 e5 b( O }
And still those voices are calling from far away,; m- w5 q/ m1 a$ L( E0 v8 C
Wake you up in the middle of the night1 b, J( X, y7 |2 ]9 X7 J) |
Just to hear them say...
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- ^" {8 v/ B$ E; y! z" q( V' VWelcome to the hotel california2 O0 i! ]* c; ^7 a; G* G
Such a lovely place
) N! C" T9 U, F1 u7 xSuch a lovely face
2 i% {6 V0 B2 Z1 b. V9 MThey livin’ it up at the hotel california
7 p+ q: z! `/ |% ~What a nice surprise, bring your alibis
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8 ]& A' k9 F. e% vMirrors on the ceiling,
' ]# \) G* r& b, `6 G, o* y; kThe pink champagne on ice% [5 O8 z0 x# `& L
And she said ’we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’/ R. A2 p7 l) ~8 O; G
And in the master’s chambers,
$ F5 {0 j0 L: a$ X: x! DThey gathered for the feast8 }4 N4 x. y- {/ g6 D
The stab it with their steely knives,
5 G& j9 b- S3 n/ A3 D! t. vBut they just can’t kill the beast
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Last thing I remember, I was6 J8 b/ _) o6 }6 W- O$ P% \
Running for the door
0 T5 m* Q6 J& P" l$ U- U0 u! lI had to find the passage back
1 O6 Y3 R' |+ _3 ?1 e wTo the place I was before9 b6 r" B, [0 N( H9 [: R
’relax,’ said the night man,
1 w1 [/ F, t6 ~) v' x$ MWe are programmed to receive.) N0 V. p- `* @
You can checkout any time you like,1 }* \. I: S+ A
But you can never leave! |
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