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Hotel California

 

Hotel California

(الألبوم: La Peste - 2000)


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 'Tiffany-twisted', she got the 'Mercedes bends'
She 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 1969'
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 face
They living it up at the Hotel California
What a nice surprise
Bring your alibis

Mirrors on the ceiling
The pink champagne on ice
And she said, 'We are all just prisoners here of our own device'
And in their masters' chambers
They gathered for the feast
They stab it with their steely knives
But they just can't kill the beast

Last thing I remember, I was
Running for the door
Trying to find the passage back
To the place I was before
'Relax', said the night man
We are programmed to receive
You can checkout any time you like
But (cha) you can never leave

Living it up (living it up)
I'm living it up (living it up)
Living it up (living it up)
Yeah living it up
Living it up (living it up)
I'm living it up (living it up)

Living it up at the Hotel California
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
Any time of year
You can find us here

Living it up (living it up)
I'm living it up (living it up)
Living it up (living it up)
Yeah living it up
Living it up (living it up)
I'm living it up (living it up)

Just living it up (living it up)
Living it up (living it up)

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