Hotel California - Eagles

On a dark desert [blank_start]highway[blank_end], cool wind in my hair Warm [blank_start]smell[blank_end] of colitas, rising up through the air Up ahead in the [blank_start]distance[blank_end], I saw a shimmering light 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 was thinking to myself, 'This [blank_start]could be Heaven or this could be Hell'[blank_end] Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way There were voices down the corridor, I thought I heard them say

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