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[ti:Hotel Clifornia] |
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[ar:Vocal Sampling] |
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[al:Akapelleando] |
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On a dark desert hightway |
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Cold wind in my hair |
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Warm smeel of colytas |
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Rising up through the air |
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Up ahead in the distance |
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I saw a shimmering light |
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My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim |
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I dad to stop for the night |
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There she stood in the doorway |
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I heard the mission bell |
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I was thinking to myself |
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This could be heaven now this could be hell |
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Then she lit up a candle |
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And she showed me the way |
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There were voices down in corridor |
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I thought i heard them say: |
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"Welcome to the Hotel California" |
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Such a lovely place |
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(Such a lovely place) |
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Such a lovely face |
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There's plenty of room at the Hotel California |
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Any time of year |
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(Any time of year) |
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You can find it here |
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Her mind is tiffany- twisted |
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She got the Mercedes Benz |
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She got a lot of pretty pretty boys |
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She calls friend |
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How they dance in the courtyard |
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Sweet summer sweat |
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Some dance to remember |
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Some dance to forget |
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So l called up the captain: |
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"Please bring me my wine"He said: |
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"We haven't had that spirit here since 1969" |
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And still those voicse are caling from far away |
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Wake you up in the middle of the night |
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Just to hear them say: |
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"Welcome to the Hotel California" |
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Such a lovely place |
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(Such a lovely place) |
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Such a lovely face |
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There's plenty of room at the Hotel California |
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What nice surprise |
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(What nice surprise) |
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Bring your alibis |
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Mirrors on the ceiling |
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Pink champage on ice |
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She said: |
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"We are all just prisoners here |
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of our own device" |
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In the master's chambers |
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They gathered for the feast |
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They stabbed it with their steely knives |
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But they just can't kill the beast |
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Last thing I remember |
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I was |
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Running for the door |
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I had to find the pasage Back |
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to the place I was before |
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Relax said the night man |
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"We are program to see" |
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You can check out any time you like |
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But you can never leave |
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