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 There she stood in the doorway I heard the mission bell And I was thinking to myself This could be Heaven or this could be Hell Then she lit up a candle And she showed me the way There were voices down that corridor I thought I heard them say
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Her mind is Tiffany twisted She`s got the Mercedes bends She`s got a lot of pretty, pretty boys That she calls friends How they dance in the courtyard Sweet summer sweat Some dance to remember Some dance to forget So I called up the Captain Please bring me my wine We haven`t had that spirit here since 1969 And still those voices are calling from far away Wake you up in the middle of the night Just to hear them say
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Mirrors on the ceiling Pink champagne on ice And she said We are all just prisoners here Of our own device And in the master`s chambers They gathered for the feast They stab it with their steely knives But they just can`t kill the beast 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 nightman We are programed to recieve You can check out any time you like But you can never leave
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