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On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
5 \+ U0 Y( u' p5 VWarm smell of colitas, rising up through the air/ \- o4 l; ]9 @) z' C, _
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
' \! J& F1 h+ D$ oMy head grew heavy and my sight grew dim4 h. n( A) a2 W1 u/ m" a6 e
I had to stop for the night% O& @4 a. h& u! z+ {
There she stood in the doorway;
9 {. v! B' F3 N# P% {5 u3 jI heard the mission bell6 J6 U! N# R, H$ v: r/ p1 t
And I was thinking to myself,
! m. j* M4 v* `& _’this could be heaven or this could be hell’6 T* h& `7 v6 D" U B6 ]! Q" \. ^
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way5 j8 K0 O: m" q9 y; R& ]
There were voices down the corridor,1 c" J& h5 n0 X# C
I thought I heard them say...
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% A# i% F3 c1 N8 q& IWelcome to the hotel california4 J* `5 O9 r/ Q4 t
Such a lovely place
l# d3 O: i% X% A% }/ j$ V) RSuch a lovely face
+ E/ {: J j8 E3 O0 a! wPlenty of room at the hotel california
5 C! ]" G9 o6 s/ q8 m8 _Any time of year, you can find it here
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6 c1 D' ~2 d: B+ t4 VHer mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes bends
; {$ `1 F/ d! G: g8 TShe got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
0 E$ ?9 D. I& g# L/ g9 e: m/ OHow they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.) V/ X: E# R" M+ l! A4 [
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget
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* I* C0 w; c# |# f# USo I called up the captain,+ i9 h$ O ?" f& ~8 _
’please bring me my wine’
( v; R4 V J7 y. k! q8 ]4 h& @( EHe said, ’we haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine’! T% B D: H, t' I; g8 f: j
And still those voices are calling from far away,# q1 u h) k3 y: s
Wake you up in the middle of the night
+ i; D2 j5 s* W+ a2 B! p2 W) tJust to hear them say...
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Welcome to the hotel california' G. f$ G1 Z% F3 h
Such a lovely place4 x0 j* N9 a, ^7 @4 n/ q
Such a lovely face
% w; V4 E- L$ v6 e" o: M3 O6 lThey livin’ it up at the hotel california
b! C! n2 D `: x, G0 K' s6 UWhat a nice surprise, bring your alibis
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Mirrors on the ceiling,
* ]. I ~+ N$ J$ g0 l/ [The pink champagne on ice: {) L- @& t7 b D' V* j" E# v
And she said ’we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’8 f0 o. X7 P3 S
And in the master’s chambers,
* g1 g, c, S G8 ]/ J& h. bThey gathered for the feast% m9 C3 k3 C7 A. F# P( o
The stab it with their steely knives,& r! j" b" _2 t% U( _4 y
But they just can’t kill the beast
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Last thing I remember, I was9 C2 z$ F0 Z' e
Running for the door
7 D. d) }: F* h4 c: RI had to find the passage back7 O7 e9 m" e8 K- f6 I' |- L0 {* {
To the place I was before
- e+ Y' V: d- o# T’relax,’ said the night man,
- r7 k! O7 ^* x# XWe are programmed to receive.
6 `& U4 t$ \: D6 b2 x+ `5 HYou can checkout any time you like," u" _2 j9 {& X L
But you can never leave! |
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