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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