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On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair3 ]0 e/ a- T, O; x! c$ o5 Y8 U
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air% y7 I1 ^7 y4 C, b3 j. R
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light; Q. C; `- ~6 R0 W- m
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
2 r2 T0 N( d$ oI had to stop for the night3 z- u. m) J/ G7 C
There she stood in the doorway;
! I. y* j2 w( D0 iI heard the mission bell
* ~6 e5 e+ i0 l; f$ k; b, xAnd I was thinking to myself, T9 P# C$ s# s( r* J1 r' k5 Y
’this could be heaven or this could be hell’( y5 z' r. W* `9 ]
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way2 f( o, A& P# R- v2 L! n
There were voices down the corridor,
# R' Z- `0 w) Y* KI thought I heard them say...; B6 \' w5 j3 L {
; A8 g2 L; U) r+ g6 y# TWelcome to the hotel california/ w, R# S* g) t4 o) A
Such a lovely place8 u" y1 T( i2 j& B' N3 f0 {
Such a lovely face9 g# n7 F [5 V+ k9 V
Plenty of room at the hotel california
' n, D& G8 a2 y7 k1 I: mAny time of year, you can find it here' j5 I6 d: M7 ~
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Her mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes bends$ E. ?0 O0 @. D, e+ e- f
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
- @- U& |8 i5 ]( z" O, D6 fHow they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
* u1 P) {, {. D% d( M$ sSome dance to remember, some dance to forget
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So I called up the captain," k6 M% ^7 o6 a& F: H9 \) |
’please bring me my wine’
8 Y7 K: S$ _2 y7 ~% T& lHe said, ’we haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine’
: K2 T: ?$ K# d2 B$ d5 _" rAnd still those voices are calling from far away,9 h4 j0 e6 z4 N8 p, d
Wake you up in the middle of the night
) L9 y0 ?" z5 O4 S! Q. zJust to hear them say...
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Welcome to the hotel california
W4 r& b- B* {6 E# b* HSuch a lovely place
3 }. I, Y- t- I$ q9 HSuch a lovely face
5 i* M/ o0 ^% v: GThey livin’ it up at the hotel california
. A2 b# C: C* I* t' Z& q* `What a nice surprise, bring your alibis
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Mirrors on the ceiling,( V, K) T/ Z+ E, a' A% j
The pink champagne on ice
3 t5 K: _( x7 O$ i" b; J2 D/ AAnd she said ’we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’( d4 |% \7 `7 g
And in the master’s chambers,. R9 {, Z4 b( y. n6 T3 U- w/ `
They gathered for the feast
4 m+ g# w# [2 SThe stab it with their steely knives,+ U( c( {" g; f& S/ G. _4 _
But they just can’t kill the beast
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4 i# L$ Y/ M& U; WLast thing I remember, I was2 N4 r0 q6 `) E; _% z/ ~
Running for the door
$ v4 |/ l5 D4 U: t- wI had to find the passage back F! h( s- P: y# e- h z, k v8 `; D, \
To the place I was before
5 V9 \" @6 Y. L3 [’relax,’ said the night man,7 q' f5 _$ @" x8 b2 \8 a
We are programmed to receive. J+ |- c$ R( f8 a7 O
You can checkout any time you like,6 X" {- E; W2 V7 [, t( E1 M
But you can never leave! |
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