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| Hotel California
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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 face)
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
Any time of year, you can find it here
Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes bends
She got a lot 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 havent had this spirit
here since nineteen sixty nine
And still those voices are calling from far away,
Wake 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 livin 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 the masters chambers,
They gathered for the feast
They stab it with their steely knives
But they just cant 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 receive,
You can check out any time you like,
but you can never leave.
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22.May.2001 16:05:37 |
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13.Jun.2004 13:06:30 |
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| Hotel California
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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 face)
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
Any time of year, you can find it here
Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes bends
She got a lot 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 havent had this spirit
here since nineteen sixty nine
And still those voices are calling from far away,
Wake 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 livin 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 the masters chambers,
They gathered for the feast
They stab it with their steely knives
But they just cant 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 receive,
You can check out any time you like,
but you can never leave.
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Eingetragen |
22.May.2001 16:05:37 |
Letzer Aufruf |
13.Jun.2004 13:06:30 |
Besucher |
4402 |
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