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On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
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Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light/ X% q6 G+ H& D6 G) z2 z
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim @ d4 ^$ X' f7 C3 x: u6 V
I had to stop for the night
9 e- j6 B0 `% E9 QThere she stood in the doorway;
8 {4 K* Z+ ^/ W. mI heard the mission bell
. x$ p d; k# W7 ^And I was thinking to myself,
1 T$ p5 f0 ]% q# \& K’this could be heaven or this could be hell’; Z+ F1 r7 y+ |, Y$ G
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
7 R l0 e0 n& Y; V& k- c1 G' BThere were voices down the corridor,: m" F& s; r2 `0 V. w- Y" r i7 T
I thought I heard them say...
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, n1 i, k2 {, @Welcome to the hotel california2 Z7 d/ [6 ~. M8 [* W
Such a lovely place4 t1 ?' s0 A v# B0 e; N
Such a lovely face
+ X2 U0 X1 e* J% V7 yPlenty of room at the hotel california
' K& r4 I1 m: dAny time of year, you can find it here0 |# F+ ]* r+ e' f0 ~# u/ b) X
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Her mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes bends
8 M( [& k: g0 D* Q- yShe got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
# J4 G' k; w/ \( W/ BHow they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.3 j4 S9 }. K$ [5 R
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget; @2 o& W+ Q' l; ] Y: |
* M$ ]3 }; E& RSo I called up the captain,
3 A& O9 \. x+ n3 t5 ]’please bring me my wine’% L0 c# G9 | ?7 V4 @8 I2 H
He said, ’we haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine’
, P% z# C8 N1 JAnd still those voices are calling from far away,# m$ {& G: B4 ?/ a6 R
Wake you up in the middle of the night# g) o5 Y4 i' j% c- R
Just to hear them say...
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Welcome to the hotel california+ i! V, g" Q% _* u7 ^3 Y4 U. \
Such a lovely place
( {% g+ b7 p( o5 k! ^9 H0 M4 bSuch a lovely face
" S0 o, i, I3 bThey livin’ it up at the hotel california
% z3 e7 @! G8 @8 }5 r9 o! \What a nice surprise, bring your alibis
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6 H$ _' i# h2 \6 R0 G* T2 fMirrors on the ceiling,1 k, K1 N1 G( A a: \. z- [
The pink champagne on ice3 o% w; ]7 d) q3 b1 T0 E+ O9 ?
And she said ’we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’
$ z/ ]0 B& ?3 F% J0 H5 [7 X! K$ uAnd in the master’s chambers,- y" ` V0 t3 F) M) d; \
They gathered for the feast% y7 z0 c0 c7 Q3 r3 ?" ^
The stab it with their steely knives,2 D8 D$ h: H5 w& ^& ^* V
But they just can’t kill the beast
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$ n# f4 [$ V& C/ Z& lLast thing I remember, I was
0 V q3 q& a! t' _9 hRunning for the door. g! M) f! G2 j& t0 Z. z( N9 p; v
I had to find the passage back
4 J4 |. a% o& D* h; F0 b5 O) H: GTo the place I was before
; D/ ?( Q( ` i' \’relax,’ said the night man,
" h& Y, p3 l9 @7 h7 \% ^3 SWe are programmed to receive.
+ M* C0 n0 W6 ]+ dYou can checkout any time you like,
" r) U, G2 W& I3 w t' F$ hBut you can never leave! |
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