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On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
T: \; s# N0 a$ b7 C: p' OWarm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
% q+ |- [* n6 Q! Q/ I* sUp ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light0 F( ?; |- [$ |6 p3 T4 C; ^
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
) d$ O1 m7 y. s& ^I had to stop for the night9 ?* e5 z' b0 p$ |. K6 j
There she stood in the doorway;/ R7 Q- M( v; F7 v% ] C
I heard the mission bell
1 X$ s. n( t' Q+ ]! M; b) U3 x& a" mAnd I was thinking to myself,; F: Y' n" i0 q1 H' Z( z) a
’this could be heaven or this could be hell’
% T4 Z0 q4 `. [Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way& w+ X. O3 b! C% X/ g8 r
There were voices down the corridor,
+ v& P% B, H- ^: h# CI thought I heard them say...
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: ]' B1 y7 P6 {/ g3 Q; cWelcome to the hotel california
. l8 o5 T: }4 b9 ISuch a lovely place
, t! ?0 U2 D5 O0 k$ C9 wSuch a lovely face
/ E6 f8 s( Z1 H. mPlenty of room at the hotel california
) G4 {4 \2 U$ k: b/ E; Q+ H. g, TAny time of year, you can find it here- `2 r% g9 V1 v/ k8 J
# P- ]) Z# @' V5 `Her mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes bends
, E# R8 o9 Z9 l7 J# cShe got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
4 U& F/ y7 B, IHow they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.! G* g2 T7 @% h" y9 s; E
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget/ Y, c: b1 V- X9 a; T* S. s5 C( Z
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So I called up the captain,
: D( ^5 ^( ~& k$ T# V) r’please bring me my wine’- U0 `1 s7 o6 q
He said, ’we haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine’6 G, Q9 d% d/ r1 z. a5 Q
And still those voices are calling from far away,! j1 M ~3 j k$ k' t, g
Wake you up in the middle of the night G, X d4 k4 @& R
Just to hear them say...- C: m$ g3 e1 ^* M* W! I- T
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Welcome to the hotel california
, `5 O) B$ m% l* O. z3 v7 t; O7 {( ^Such a lovely place6 ?( D' y4 r; E8 r) A
Such a lovely face: V b) W5 }3 r& v' v
They livin’ it up at the hotel california
/ V5 Z" b+ \4 E# ?& d* i% fWhat a nice surprise, bring your alibis; c. h8 [" r- s" I
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Mirrors on the ceiling,
$ v& j; c8 ^& v; |1 {1 s- K# RThe pink champagne on ice& V$ [: g. M- e' E, B! M2 `
And she said ’we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’
8 K2 o) F4 S# O+ Q3 S4 @4 ^And in the master’s chambers,; T6 ?) f& D& y0 Z2 O, |/ H
They gathered for the feast0 W7 o; m/ C3 W8 W2 {& |* L( u5 Q
The stab it with their steely knives, P' u& d- o6 }
But they just can’t kill the beast
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Last thing I remember, I was
! Y+ ?0 [+ S, j" T3 {& {Running for the door1 W3 `# u8 a! i: ^: m) ~8 Q9 I, h7 H
I had to find the passage back. x& o5 ^$ H8 D4 ~ ` Q
To the place I was before8 q1 L0 W3 n; x, e6 y
’relax,’ said the night man,! c+ S- X, _$ _% i
We are programmed to receive.
_& @5 X; Z8 p8 ^" A+ f0 AYou can checkout any time you like,
, J4 l0 G; o. Z; G: b6 ]But you can never leave! |
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