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Hotel Сalifornia

On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
My head grew 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 she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor,
I thought I heard them say...

Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place, such a lovely place,
Such a lovely face.
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
Any time of year, any time of year
You can find it here.

Her mind is definitely twisted,
She's got the Mercedes Benz
She's got a lot of pretty, pretty boys
That she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard,
Sweet summer sweat.
Some dance to remember,
Some dance to forget.

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 the night
Just to hear them say...

Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place, such a lovely place,
Such a lovely face.
They're livin' it up at the Hotel California
What a nice surprise, what a nice surprise
Bring your alibis.

Mirrors on the ceiling, they bring
Champagne on ice
And she said "We are all just prisoners here
Of our own device".
And in the master's chambers,
They gather for the feast
They stab it with there steely knives,
But they just can't kill the beast.

Last thing I remember
I was running for the door.
I had to find the passage
Back to the place I was before.
Relax, said the night man,
We are programmed to recieve.
You can check-out any time you like,
But you can never leave!

 

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