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On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
. z. M& E1 _+ r1 A1 {Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
; b: N, g4 H( K# d( g( r& SUp ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light# a% \" D/ @: N7 ]+ S( Y
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
6 k$ v# R8 k' l% W. L, JI had to stop for the night; z# `0 z! O3 X0 w6 r
There she stood in the doorway;' q# x1 L1 l1 E$ x z: ?4 Y1 a$ Q
I heard the mission bell7 d& d( `2 \1 Q! l3 M- G
And I was thinking to myself,
: ^# h* z/ F+ c% C$ K0 f) d’this could be heaven or this could be hell’
O& x5 k+ c0 _; kThen she lit up a candle and she showed me the way# E* T4 k/ {! S$ l
There were voices down the corridor,
) J: i0 F. Q; |) ^/ ?I thought I heard them say...
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Welcome to the hotel california
5 }6 O3 ~9 Q$ A7 E: V# CSuch a lovely place' ]' j$ T$ y* P" W- |
Such a lovely face( t1 `2 m; P; [+ O6 r
Plenty of room at the hotel california
% x x o, p) g$ ` AAny time of year, you can find it here+ f4 `$ L0 P+ M: }( ]. n- ~2 D/ v
. I% I% I6 V. ZHer mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes bends& D; s& W; V$ y+ c
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
8 f7 D' z+ x3 G+ ~6 IHow they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
2 `- S! y8 v7 S# L% ~% `, \Some dance to remember, some dance to forget
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; U U/ X1 o7 ]# {. L1 lSo I called up the captain,
8 w& z* @) K( `! c! m- j’please bring me my wine’$ y ^5 B2 X5 S# m% u2 }& X( Q* A
He said, ’we haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine’
% ^: s( ]* K5 h, m/ p+ x& W& CAnd still those voices are calling from far away,
8 n i$ D( d* @/ K1 `! ~9 lWake you up in the middle of the night3 v6 z7 a2 _: o9 p) y$ C1 y K
Just to hear them say...$ ?( D: z5 r- k5 f2 M+ z' m
. s+ z8 u J6 i4 lWelcome to the hotel california
. L: ]# m2 U* Z6 Q5 O4 tSuch a lovely place
! B; U4 U' b/ B+ ?3 n4 i9 m! eSuch a lovely face% l1 X, Y4 a% H, {9 y! v$ P
They livin’ it up at the hotel california
- Q4 i9 Q' v' h) I4 g3 XWhat a nice surprise, bring your alibis' J1 p |; M* d9 `. c
/ W! q3 v7 A8 \* C; LMirrors on the ceiling,- q# s) ?8 Q4 T+ I$ t, E5 x! [
The pink champagne on ice
' ^/ P5 r. P* O- \$ ~ B2 u; t1 dAnd she said ’we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’' B% g0 N6 v. F [' e" b
And in the master’s chambers,( F9 \5 R, U k/ ]! n. T
They gathered for the feast0 D% k' p! R( H! W% q f" i
The stab it with their steely knives,. v' a/ d; E1 A8 U" Y
But they just can’t kill the beast- N5 e- ^" T X+ O4 L
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Last thing I remember, I was, A9 V4 L0 X( k, V. S
Running for the door8 p+ g( s; o/ Z$ z; r0 f
I had to find the passage back! C& i. O+ [; O: t9 h
To the place I was before x( F" |, g- K/ b; V1 g) F
’relax,’ said the night man,( b- P8 C) ?" q3 f8 [2 |8 @
We are programmed to receive.* W3 z& h3 E q6 D& B' U
You can checkout any time you like,# S8 I6 Q+ U. ~- K0 c# S
But you can never leave! |
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