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,
I was thinking to myself,
"This could be Heaven or this could be Hell"
So she lit up a candle
And she showed me the way,
There were voices down the corridor,
Then I heard them say...

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She was Tiffany-twisted,
She got the Mercedes bends,
She 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 nineteen-sixty-nine"
And still those voices are calling from far away,
You wake up in the middle of the night Just to hear them say...

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Mirrors on the ceiling,
She's got champagne on ice,
she said
"We are all just prisoners here, of our own device",
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 night man,
"We are programmed to receive,
You can checkout any time you like,
but you can never leave."

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