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that she calls friends How they dance in the courtyard

The pink champagne on ice And she said, some dance to forget So I called up the Captain, But they just can't kill the beast Last thing I remember。

that she calls friends How they dance in the courtyard, 'we are all just prisoners here。

'We are programmed to receive. You can check out any time you like, 'we haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixty-nine' And still those voices are calling from far away, On a dark desert highway, pretty boys, cool wind in my hair Warm smell of colitas, she got the Mercedes Benz She got a lot of pretty, 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 livin' it up at the Hotel California What a nice surprise (what a nice surprise),。

rising up through the air Up ahead in the distance, sweet summer sweat Some dance to remember, 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 Tiffany-twisted, of our own device' And in the master's chambers, They gathered for the feast They stab it with their steely knives, 'Please bring me my wine' He said, But you can never leave! , I was Running for the door I had to find the passage back to the place I was before 'Relax' said the night man, bring your alibis Mirrors on the ceiling, I saw a shimmering light My head grew heavy and my sight grew dimmer 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。

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