May 23rd, 2008 by admin

I came home to an empty house
And I found your little note
“Don’t wait up for me tonight”
And that was all she wrote

Do you think I don’t know that you’re out on the town
With all of your high-rollin’ friends?
What do you do when you come up empty?
Where do you go when the party ends?

And you were just too busy being fabulous
Too busy to think about us
I don’t know what you were dreaming of
Somehow you forgot about love
And you were just too busy being fabulous, uh-huh

A little time in the country
A day or two to slow down
A bottle of wine and a walk in the moonlight
Maybe some foolin’ around

But you think time is just a magazine
And money’s just a thrill
I’ve waited so long for you to change your way of livin’
Now I realize that you never will

‘Cause you were just too busy being fabulous
Too busy to think about us
Lookin’ for something you’ll never find
You’ll never know what you left behind
‘Cause you were just too busy being fabulous, uh-huh

You tell a joke and everybody’s laughin’
That’s something you know how to do
You’ve always been the life of the party
But now my baby, the joke is on you

‘Cause you were just too busy being fabulous
Too busy to think about us
Running after something that never comes
What in the world are you runnin’ from?

And you were just too busy being fabulous
Too busy to think about us
To drink the wine from your winner’s cup
To notice the children were growin’ up

And you were just too busy being fabulous
Too busy, too busy
Too busy
Aw, baby

May 23rd, 2008 by admin

June 29th, 2007 by admin

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 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 the corridor,
I thought I heard them say…

Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
Any time of year (Any time of year)
You can find it here

Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes Benz
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys 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’
He said, ‘We haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine’
And still those voices are calling from far away,
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say…

Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face
They livin’ it up at the Hotel California
What a nice surprise (what a nice surprise)
Bring your alibis

Mirrors on the ceiling,
The 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 night man,
‘We are programmed to receive.
You can check-out any time you like,
But you can never leave!’

June 29th, 2007 by admin