Текст песни: Eagles. Hotel California. Life in the Fast Lane.

He was a hardheaded man he was brutally handsome
And she was terminally pretty.
She held him up and he held her for ransom
In the heart of the cold, cold city.
He had a nasty reputation as a cruel dude
She said he was ruthless said he was crude.
They had one thing in common: they were good in bed
She say, "faster, faster, the lights are turnin' red,"

Life in the fast lane surely make you lose your mind
Life in the fast lane

Eager for action, hot for the game
The coming attraction, the drop of a name
They knew all the right people, they took all the right pills
They threw outrageous parties, they paid heavily bills
There were lines on the mirror, lines on her face
She pretended not to notice she was caught up in a race
Out every evenin' until it was light
He was too tired to make it she was too tired to fight about it

Life in the fast line surely made you lose you mind
Life in the fast lane everything all the time
Life in the fast lane, uh-huh

Blowin' and burnin,' blinded by thirst
They didn't see the stop sign,
Took a turn for the worse
She said "Listen, baby, you can hear the engine ring
We've been up and down this highway, haven't seen a goddamn thing."
He said, "call the doctor, I think I'm gonna crash.."
"The doctor say he's comin' but you gotta pay in cash."
They went rushin' down that freeway messed around and got lost
They didn't know they' were just dyin' to get off and it was-

Life in the fast lane surely make you lose your mind
Life in the fast lane Unh Life in the fast lane everything all the time
Life in the fast lane uh-huh