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On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair0 ^! R% t+ Y/ }6 ]" ?4 @2 S
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
0 g( @" {% Z5 t: f9 f2 sUp ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
3 z8 D4 i: ~- g5 R2 SMy head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
& ^6 k, _2 u0 w5 }I had to stop for the night
% Q) ^* ~3 ?, ?" X9 m5 S$ MThere she stood in the doorway;+ N! A" B3 a/ Y9 o2 l" C
I heard the mission bell
- A8 P c" a6 N# z; t% R6 @And I was thinking to myself,
, K+ r1 ^- @! k# e% `! [’this could be heaven or this could be hell’
, t, d1 t3 b$ }6 mThen she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
- ~% v8 ]- g: g" x' x! ]There were voices down the corridor,
: C# b: ]& f$ v6 tI thought I heard them say...
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Welcome to the hotel california
, D' n$ o4 `/ F0 n3 @Such a lovely place
9 [1 j( H7 d. B; c& RSuch a lovely face( c% }& b" d$ E& c
Plenty of room at the hotel california4 u5 S- ^ H w
Any time of year, you can find it here
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Her mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes bends1 |0 W; _0 S+ l, D( K, l3 r; M
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends3 |# f# s9 ?9 D5 v2 F) N
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.) ]8 {- R1 C& w2 z
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget' K7 u: ~& ~' F; ?* Z) l' P
+ f/ G4 b) J7 T, v/ o7 VSo I called up the captain,
5 o. a% Y" {' W’please bring me my wine’/ Y |7 J$ u7 u+ x6 m8 x
He said, ’we haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine’
& z# p# J; O9 a0 b% N# VAnd still those voices are calling from far away,
( A" b$ ~0 I L9 n- l; B4 nWake you up in the middle of the night6 q5 F1 F2 s( c) n2 D) k
Just to hear them say...
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Welcome to the hotel california& I& h5 h/ X9 X* M. q1 e
Such a lovely place
3 x v! b4 u _# ]1 M; E+ fSuch a lovely face
1 d# A+ K2 P1 S- E6 ~/ R- x' WThey livin’ it up at the hotel california
: M$ W. q) @ }3 j/ DWhat a nice surprise, bring your alibis! j; }0 c$ t9 L: ]% F8 F6 L1 Z
' n3 A: R4 P2 R# Z1 P. W. A5 l8 f, ~Mirrors on the ceiling,
+ ~5 ~( L* d4 A! C6 ~* e1 `The pink champagne on ice# a. Z+ _( C5 v c, p4 G1 a3 ?" F! ]
And she said ’we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’& U# F0 l! Z; O1 T& C/ t# V
And in the master’s chambers,
# |( E& W- b' S7 Q+ O- m) bThey gathered for the feast
9 X! H4 X7 i: I zThe stab it with their steely knives,* D& T r$ u9 Q2 ?9 F2 J
But they just can’t kill the beast" s4 V( o6 h' N) \( Q3 j! a
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Last thing I remember, I was
$ n6 j% d! z @ B0 W% [+ ~Running for the door' r% A- P/ m1 T3 h2 `- ~) E
I had to find the passage back: p, e! s: C. e( }) r
To the place I was before4 p, d9 s3 V$ U- c
’relax,’ said the night man,
) K$ `( O& o+ I8 |; y A: F2 XWe are programmed to receive.3 R! H; X+ O1 j0 z
You can checkout any time you like,
, N& p0 Y& q3 g+ ]But you can never leave! |
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