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On a dark desert highway
Cool wind in my hairÂ
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 dimÂ
I had to stop for the night
There she stood in the doorwayÂ
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinkinâ to myselfÂ
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 corridorÂ
I thought I heard them say
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Welcome to the Hotel CaliforniaÂ
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
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