When HELL FREEZES OVER You Thaw Out An Old EAGLE And FRY It Up At The HOTEL CALIFORNIA After You LOOSEN YOUR LOAD In WINSLOW AZ

I'M GOIN' BACK IN TIME AND IT'S A SWEET DREAM. IT WAS A QUIET NIGHT AND I WOULD BE ALRIGHT IF I COULD GO ON SLEEPING; BUT EVERY MORNING' I WAKE UP AND WORRY, WHAT'S GONNA HAPPEN TODAY. YOU SEE IT YOUR WAY AND I SEE IT MINE BUT WE BOTH SEE IT SLIPPIN' AWAY