Eagles: Hell Freezes Over
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On a dark desert highway,
cool wind in my hair

:16:07
Warm smell of colitas,
rising up through the air

:16:15
Up ahead in the distance,
I saw a shimmering light

:16:23
My head grew heavy
and my sight grew dim

:16:27
I had to stop for the night
:16:31
There she stood
in the doorway

:16:35
I heard the mission bell
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And I was thinking to myself,
:16:41
'This could be Heaven
or this could be Hell'

:16:46
Then she lit up a candle
and she showed me the way

:16:54
There were voices
down the corridor,

:16:58
I thought I heard them say...
:17:01
Welcome to the Hotel California
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Such a lovely place
:17:11
Such a lovely face
:17:16
Plenty of room
at the Hotel California

:17:24
Any time of year,
you can find it here

:17:31
Her mind is Tiffany-twisted,
she got the Mercedes bends

:17:39
She got a lot of pretty,
pretty boys, that she calls friends

:17:48
How they dance in the courtyard,
sweet summer sweat.

:17:55
Some dance to remember,
some dance to forget


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