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On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
( O2 j0 O( N7 k- I: TWarm smell of colitas, rising up through the air. f* G5 B& z% L
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
; ?% O( I! E0 j i* h, q5 SMy head grew heavy and my sight grew dim( @' l7 m' m2 k) i; h
I had to stop for the night
$ V# b( c9 `- l ~ i# f+ ?There she stood in the doorway;
; h5 _- _) S1 K0 q/ g( S/ nI heard the mission bell
3 q0 t3 z+ C* c" PAnd I was thinking to myself,8 m ^2 J( s' q0 i5 n9 ?; V
’this could be heaven or this could be hell’9 F+ A5 t$ X/ ^
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
7 W2 l; ~% j% O0 d3 \$ V, KThere were voices down the corridor,( N- ^: ^5 ^5 t: }
I thought I heard them say...) t! H8 D0 {5 S- X/ @ p) {! d, R( F! E
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Welcome to the hotel california2 M, n& b6 ?$ A( F4 C, V! @
Such a lovely place
: {1 w0 L4 Q& r! V/ i; e; h, ZSuch a lovely face7 N0 c& H- Z1 r; ?
Plenty of room at the hotel california: Z. H0 h' A. t6 u# U+ } V1 i
Any time of year, you can find it here
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Her mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes bends. E: Z% l9 X' J+ H
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends2 [" }+ R3 r" b# m
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.) F; {2 L# N' a3 j g
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget
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So I called up the captain,7 G. [8 F p- F0 Y
’please bring me my wine’
% ^3 R% Q. o5 e& v2 hHe said, ’we haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine’
: H" k' O1 A% k# tAnd still those voices are calling from far away,0 r7 E. {; G6 A9 J
Wake you up in the middle of the night
4 _5 Y; n5 T) S1 m9 s0 k0 SJust to hear them say...: d9 M* }* g* ]6 j6 d
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Welcome to the hotel california
$ K$ w' p( X- y0 i; n0 ~Such a lovely place
$ q9 q& a e) O' ~5 RSuch a lovely face
f. U" X3 O0 pThey livin’ it up at the hotel california5 G0 ^1 x* |1 j4 ?: V4 K! ~
What a nice surprise, bring your alibis
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) Y/ B5 v ]" v, rMirrors on the ceiling,
7 M2 W4 v& c% h( l- N0 ?' o6 kThe pink champagne on ice
$ u& F4 \% J9 r \; s# ]And she said ’we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’
6 y" r# x+ S5 V7 R; lAnd in the master’s chambers,
1 Y: z1 o- T( x1 ]7 S3 cThey gathered for the feast
9 C9 p% v) b3 |' d; D1 K! \& x WThe stab it with their steely knives,5 K; @5 d! f3 D
But they just can’t kill the beast
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Last thing I remember, I was, ^& j/ N( I8 O4 a2 z6 ^% P1 R
Running for the door+ M0 q, ^( e; K2 B& Q
I had to find the passage back7 y; [3 Q% U! J( l6 I
To the place I was before
* E: g' h K6 T$ S8 g/ `’relax,’ said the night man,& N) K( N1 @( }' p+ z5 I+ D
We are programmed to receive.
' ]6 I' {2 L: `$ t1 o8 N* [You can checkout any time you like,: ~+ a; F6 C* J5 M, J6 ^$ i
But you can never leave! |
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