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Hotel California
On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas, rising up thru the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
My head grow heavy and my sight grew dim,
I had to stop for the night
There she stood in the doorway
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself
This could be heaven or this could be hell
Then she lit up a candle
And I was thinking to myself,
This could heaven or this could be hell
Then she lit up a candle
And she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor through
I heard them say
*Welcome to the hotel California
Such a lovely place (such a lovely place)
Such a lovely place
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
Anytime of year (anytime of year)
You can find her here
Her mind is tiffany twisted
She got the Mercedez Benz
She got a lot of preety, preety boys,
That she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard
Sweet summer sweat,
Some dance to remember
Some dance to fortet
So I called up the Captain
'Please bring me my wine'
He said, "We haven't had that spirit here
Since nineteen sixty-nine
And still those voices are calling,
From far away
Wake you up in the middle of night,
Just to hear them say
(Repeat *)
They livin' it up at the Hotel California,
What a nice surprise (what a nice surprise)
Bring your alibis
Mirrors on the ceiling, the pink champange on ice
And she said 'we are all just prisoners here
of out own device'
And in the master's chambers,