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Any time of year, you can find it here |
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Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes bends |
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She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends |
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How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat |
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Some dance to remember, some dance to forget |
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So I called up the Captain |
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'Please bring me my wine' |
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He said, 'We haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine' |
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And still those voices are calling from far away |
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Wake you up in the middle of the night |
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Welcome to the Hotel California |
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They livin' it up at the Hotel California |
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What a nice surprise, bring your alibis |
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The pink champagne on ice |
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And she said 'We are all just prisoners here, of our own device' |
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And in the master's chambers, |
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Category: Negeri & Negara
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