Yeah yeah yeah But just don’t sit down 'cause I've moved your chair Break a mirror Roll the dice Run with scissors through a chip and fryer fight Go into business with a grizzly bear Find a well-known hard man And start a fight

Come together right now over me Come together Here come old flattop, he come grooving up slowly He got joo-joo eyeball, he one holy roller He got hair down to his knees Got to be a joker, he just do what he please He wear no shoeshine, he got toe-jam

Swan, swan, hummingbird, hurrah We are all free now What noisy cats are we? Night wings, or hair chains? Long, low time ago, people talk to me The whiskey is water, the water is wine Girl and dog, he bore his cross A long, low time ago People talk to me

And I just wanna tell you And I wish I could run to you. And I hope you know that every time I don't I bet this time of night you're still up. I bet you're tired from a long hard week. I bet you're sitting in your chair by the window looking out at the

Zoot suit, white jacket with side vents Five inches long I'm out on the street again And I'm leaping along I'm dressed right for a beach fight But I just can't explain Why that uncertain feeling is still Here in my brain Why should I care

Welcome to the Hotel California Such a lovely place (such a lovely place) Such a lovely face 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

(Yeah aye, hold on, babe) Baby would you save me? Been thinkin' bout it lately Oh, baby, baby, baby Hold on, babe Got some habits, I can't keep them The same ones that made you hate me Ho-oh, smokin' potent, high as nose hair

Straight out of nowhere Buried deep inside my past Hoping you'll be the last With the lights down low Wrapped up like a baby And your hair hangs long Surrounding my face Love your warm embrace Hold me close don't let me go

To show you all something someday Just a face in the crowd To the wind you’re a toy Just a drunk Irish boy I’ll be back around Well, I danced in the arms of a black haired girl In Scollay Square after the war And I drank to get drunk, and sank and I

You are loved, you are loved, you are loved. Oh if you’re losing sleep… Oh if you’re losing sleep, scared of shadows. See it’s just a chair, see the clothes hang there. Oh don’t go losing sleep, scared of shadows. Oh don’t feel bad. Well I never have,