Hotel DALL-E Fornia
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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 the candle, and she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor, thought I heard them say…
Welcome to the Hotel California!