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作曲 : Don Felder/Don Henley/Glenn Frey |
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作词 : Don Felder/Don Henley/Glenn Frey |
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On a dark desert highway |
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cool wind in my hair |
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warm smell of colitas |
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rising up through the air |
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Up ahead in the distance |
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I saw a shimmering light |
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My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim |
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I had to stop for the night |
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there she stood in the doorway |
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I heard the mission bell |
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and I was thinking to myself |
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this could be heaven or this could be hell |
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then she lift it up a candle |
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and she showed me the way |
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there were voice down in corridor |
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I thought I heard them say..... |
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welcome to the hotel California |
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such a lovely place |
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such a lovely face |
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plenty of rooms at the hotel California |
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any time of year |
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you can find it here |
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her mind is Tiffany-twisted |
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she got the Mercedes bends |
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she got a lot of pretty pretty boys |
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that she calls friends |
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how they dance in the courtyard |
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sweet summers sweat |
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some dance to remember some dance to forget |
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so I called up the captain |
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please bring me my wine, he said:" |
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we haven't had that spirit |
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here since nineteen sixty nine |
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and still those voises are calling from far away |
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wake up in the middle of the night |
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just to hear them say.... |
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welcome to the hotel California |
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such a lovely place |
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such a lovely face |
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they live in'it up in the hotel California |
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what nice surprise |
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bring your alibis |
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mirrors on the celling |
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the pink champagne on ice,and she said:" |
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we are all just prisoners here |
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of our own device |
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and in the master's chambers |
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they stab it with their steely knives |
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but they just can't kill the beast |
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last thing I remember |
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I was running for the door |
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I had to find the passage back |
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to the place I was before |
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relax said the night man |
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we are programmed to receive |
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you can check out any time you like |
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but you can never leave |
