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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
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 her here
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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