6th-Aug-22, 05:33 PM
To Hotel California:
On a garden desert highway, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of coffee, rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a slatted bridge
My finger cramped and my sight grew dim
I had to stop to visit the fridge
There the diff locked up
And I saw the blue water gel
And I was thinking to myself
"This could be Heaven or this could be Hell"
On a garden desert highway, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of coffee, rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a slatted bridge
My finger cramped and my sight grew dim
I had to stop to visit the fridge
There the diff locked up
And I saw the blue water gel
And I was thinking to myself
"This could be Heaven or this could be Hell"
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