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On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
/ I) f" {5 }6 G) T6 I- Y' \! JWarm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
2 P5 o& P( e" f9 r) Z: ~Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light3 |5 r7 ^/ |% L) R- o
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
& w \% c4 v z1 i6 EI had to stop for the night/ `* Y4 [) G+ K2 W3 w8 ~8 G
There she stood in the doorway;! n r% s/ s0 |( `6 |
I heard the mission bell, T$ q Y! N4 Q, C( ?7 u
And I was thinking to myself,
9 n q: K. I, v1 O# a1 v’this could be heaven or this could be hell’
4 w+ E% v- n& m7 W$ lThen she lit up a candle and she showed me the way4 T" [7 p2 X( Q2 ?* _
There were voices down the corridor,
% h! B2 Y4 I4 N5 `# A! xI thought I heard them say...0 {6 ~! E3 @) U: z. I# ^3 p5 R' K9 L) o e
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Welcome to the hotel california
- d9 w2 n7 s2 J6 DSuch a lovely place) D5 t7 h! P- `$ K+ T
Such a lovely face/ `: L- v2 _* B/ G7 z
Plenty of room at the hotel california4 T: F# I, m8 q
Any time of year, you can find it here1 \8 q% ?( b- Q f# v1 J4 O
5 \3 Q3 x& F! o# B2 l8 K( aHer mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes bends
, g3 c" h9 t8 m( d8 j0 O0 eShe got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
- \1 M [) m( u& k: i5 eHow they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat. O! h- y7 i! }* z
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget
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9 S9 }6 |6 f) t# TSo I called up the captain,9 y( R) y% Z0 l) e. Y u1 V
’please bring me my wine’
/ a+ a; F/ L0 F) X1 [He said, ’we haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine’7 Y7 @- z2 ~, R: h! W
And still those voices are calling from far away,
, X6 n( u9 B$ B$ lWake you up in the middle of the night: }/ A5 Y; N/ \: n0 q2 B+ t' b: }
Just to hear them say...; K8 y/ r' F8 d$ K
! m" j: \* G: o5 z. IWelcome to the hotel california% ~: ~7 o7 G' k9 @" d1 @# S
Such a lovely place2 p" H; y5 t6 n: z+ J
Such a lovely face9 G$ R: e( }9 k( ]
They livin’ it up at the hotel california( m7 o$ e( R* \& Q7 Y
What a nice surprise, bring your alibis- }* P( T& m4 U3 q6 E& Y
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Mirrors on the ceiling,
5 ]$ i6 E3 g2 u0 K5 d, ~7 dThe pink champagne on ice/ w! ]3 n2 w0 F8 X6 b
And she said ’we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’
?5 N+ }# ^; b! z! `/ \And in the master’s chambers,
5 u8 q" w: v* y7 c# cThey gathered for the feast% v8 `" L2 G `
The stab it with their steely knives,
5 l: s1 y' w5 d+ L, D8 \But they just can’t kill the beast$ ]$ q1 q9 l$ I) S) g- {
* u6 z3 d( R* T; oLast thing I remember, I was5 S/ W" T$ W; y3 y2 R0 Y9 I
Running for the door
0 o+ h% V5 v9 s6 @& e$ h( _I had to find the passage back: h% ^7 e, r. |: \0 C' M2 p* ^# c
To the place I was before
. O m- U0 K6 W- a0 r3 x9 D5 q- v’relax,’ said the night man,0 I2 L( T4 E0 m8 |; Y
We are programmed to receive.
$ y1 |5 O& v0 E5 U' V4 ]You can checkout any time you like,
/ S1 b' i) n% t! s7 o( b5 @9 ~But you can never leave! |
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