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In the eyes of a passerby |
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I look around for another try and fade away |
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The Eagles
Hotel California |
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On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair |
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Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air |
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Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light |
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My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim |
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I had to stop for the night |
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There she stood in the doorway |
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And I was thinking to myself |
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'This could be Heaven or this could be Hell' |
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Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way |
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There were voices down the corridor |
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I thought I heard them say... |
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Welcome to the Hotel California |
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Plenty of room at the Hotel California |
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