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On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair h0 ]2 w' l4 z4 |- _
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air& r* Q* Z0 j: ^) h! M
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
8 |& \2 T5 u5 t; S) H( KMy head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
3 ^/ { E+ \. x4 WI had to stop for the night
) a4 Y; W4 l( L- q/ }) [- SThere she stood in the doorway;
2 G4 C/ J& q/ Q" tI heard the mission bell
' i1 o4 a; d1 B9 w* Q2 c2 w }And I was thinking to myself,) e# C( K! l6 ~* ?; `
’this could be heaven or this could be hell’
1 Q! x; n! M2 _) e# D+ ]Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
7 [6 Z Q3 C v, X9 rThere were voices down the corridor,
/ a/ R0 C$ C" I. Z; F& uI thought I heard them say...
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Welcome to the hotel california
' L0 G) o. P- B, SSuch a lovely place
: C& X6 H% Q- u {Such a lovely face
: Z& [, R$ X9 _! s1 kPlenty of room at the hotel california
+ ~7 \9 v- D( w% L' V7 d- N2 dAny time of year, you can find it here
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Her mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes bends
" C# D0 r) e k+ s1 z- |: qShe got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
: K+ z$ m2 v. W( m) mHow they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.; K: t' C8 F" R5 |% Y7 A
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget* W- y4 n) A: t/ w6 W. z3 ]
+ o' e' q8 S: p; |0 z, P4 ZSo I called up the captain,! _: E8 M1 L" v, Y$ \9 S
’please bring me my wine’
, v0 m; e# v) l& w: o+ tHe said, ’we haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine’: |, o; f& V3 k# h
And still those voices are calling from far away,
; ]3 ? B0 Q" s2 ~& a% @- sWake you up in the middle of the night
1 C% ?7 z9 s `7 L6 [Just to hear them say...
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Welcome to the hotel california
0 @. f1 }+ c) Q8 R% SSuch a lovely place1 t1 S. l) A% ]# }
Such a lovely face
- S. n2 {2 @. s2 s9 O" TThey livin’ it up at the hotel california
* t: `# Q% H T. h# z S6 KWhat a nice surprise, bring your alibis
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Mirrors on the ceiling,
% D6 H1 e) _: f; l6 z- }% X1 `The pink champagne on ice* G s+ E: F% j) n3 @
And she said ’we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’
! t; x7 u2 \$ Z" _7 s; _" VAnd in the master’s chambers,
( t" @% }5 p" A6 O' n! m0 _' aThey gathered for the feast
C; y, y9 W; J# z3 @The stab it with their steely knives," ^2 u9 O6 \9 H0 b) `# t) k7 [2 `% a
But they just can’t kill the beast+ l+ t3 n: m" ]/ T. ~8 o3 Y9 E
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Last thing I remember, I was5 D; `8 K; H+ K) W1 a+ C9 e
Running for the door2 f* X6 r" k# p
I had to find the passage back
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’relax,’ said the night man,
+ _& |! n9 f5 NWe are programmed to receive.
_( l3 b+ q1 z6 d/ UYou can checkout any time you like,$ I6 H* v# H! w. }; F: O
But you can never leave! |
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