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On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
8 [3 z9 {3 X1 X+ l4 X' O7 qWarm smell of colitas, rising up through the air* s7 E; C4 L5 T
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
0 d; i6 _5 ? x# l9 E2 F% R5 P, hMy head grew heavy and my sight grew dim; E9 |9 t" y0 j! Q- V
I had to stop for the night: f- D6 ~ U6 y) S0 N: h
There she stood in the doorway;- z5 a: ]7 K$ |% G1 `+ G3 _6 }
I heard the mission bell4 y) M0 B/ z! }' d6 \5 b! Q
And I was thinking to myself,
- R0 E7 S, W5 v3 O’this could be heaven or this could be hell’# o! o, v- n) x" \0 r3 i( {& \
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way8 Y* P. ?7 Y( e( {% `" ^9 q/ _5 A
There were voices down the corridor,! S# y- Q4 r5 i& `' ]
I thought I heard them say...$ X. q0 e& \1 j# b$ M, d
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Welcome to the hotel california
$ U/ T8 |0 N" |Such a lovely place" y( S8 G; {; ?8 j4 A$ } U5 R
Such a lovely face5 Z' s6 ~# R) k' K0 X
Plenty of room at the hotel california
% r6 Z5 T. z, w& k* HAny time of year, you can find it here% [( o- g+ O/ V1 n1 R$ B
2 U) X+ Q: G2 D# p' b# y M* WHer mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes bends
9 p+ e. s: k2 L% JShe got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
) K" d5 K/ L2 I! y7 [( t J! lHow they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
' r$ X4 T! l& }! mSome dance to remember, some dance to forget% w1 J3 s! F3 c0 C) s( O
6 ^% h( ?; d4 H9 USo I called up the captain,
* [5 H, t3 \' G8 Z/ F. G1 k’please bring me my wine’
, p2 i' w1 l4 \. k' U" h" r, RHe said, ’we haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine’
\% ?# j6 g4 H+ d hAnd still those voices are calling from far away,3 p- t* Y- G1 C4 y$ V; [
Wake you up in the middle of the night3 w0 h& y4 A2 J/ {* d( H3 X! `
Just to hear them say... S9 [ E) G V5 q
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Welcome to the hotel california
5 ]7 }3 a. U: J# H |6 mSuch a lovely place4 X) }, y+ Z# q) ?5 B, m) O- i
Such a lovely face
4 v4 h2 t9 `! nThey livin’ it up at the hotel california/ m+ \' y. w' X8 s0 c" \: k
What a nice surprise, bring your alibis
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Mirrors on the ceiling,
7 d$ \4 T" g" U2 D6 v: lThe pink champagne on ice
. e/ ~: f+ a% A; C2 ]And she said ’we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’
3 s* m' h. ]3 M0 B6 d; dAnd in the master’s chambers,
7 e" l2 B- }7 I$ |$ f+ [. }They gathered for the feast6 H1 G3 }& Y+ M: C3 i9 G1 }' J
The stab it with their steely knives,
/ U, P8 P) ^0 ?* U2 y! j& ]. b* ^But they just can’t kill the beast: y1 D+ S# v6 Q. [$ L r
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Last thing I remember, I was
! b5 Z) p# M0 t' k4 w4 O1 v5 L2 }Running for the door
- _& @5 R$ V3 |5 V' s# X: M/ lI had to find the passage back
7 [7 E+ R$ F9 }5 B+ d" U0 f; h7 RTo the place I was before' g- p! U& T5 }; N
’relax,’ said the night man,
3 S- E5 ]# `8 I% }We are programmed to receive.
. m3 I3 m; J( o0 y' Z9 WYou can checkout any time you like,
: g3 W- `5 b" A- t fBut you can never leave! |
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