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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

eaking

to

myself,

'Thcaliforniais

could

be

Heaven

or

this

could

be

Hell'

The

up

a

dle

and

she

showed

me

the

way

There

were

voices

down

the

corridor,

Thought

I

heard

them

say...

Wele

to

the

Hotel

California

Such

a

lovely

pce

Such

a

lovely

face

Plenty

of

rooms

at

the

Hotel

California

Any

time

of

year,you

find

it

here

Her

mind

is

Tiffany-twisted,

she

got

the

Mercedes-Benz

She

got

a

lot

of

pretty,

pretty

boys,

that

she

calls

friends

How

they

dan

the

courtyard,

sweet

summer

sweat.

Some

dao

remember,

some

daet

So

I

called

up

the

Captain,

'Please

bring

me

my

wine'

And

he

said,

'We

haven't

had

that

spirit

here

sinieen

sixty-nine'

And

still

those

voices

are

calling

from

far

away,

Wake