Verse 1
These ideas are nightmares for white parents, whose worst fear is a child with dyed hair and who likes earrings/Like whatever they say has no bearing, it's so scary in a house that allows no swearing/to see him walking around with his headph
She works all day at the Burger King
Gettin' greasy for the dollars
Promoted to fries
But there's tears in her eyes
It's not the grease or the pickles that upset her
California
Hotel California
Толкова си влюбен, че не виждаш промяната във мен.
Толкова си влюбен, че не виждаш тъгата в моя ден.
Трябва да съм нежна, да съм мила - играя друг живот.
Моите целувки са насила, целувки без любов.
Припев: (х2)
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