There's this cute little girlie, she's a'workin' there
A black leotard and her feet are bare
I'm gonna drink a lotta coffee, spend a little cash
Make that girl love me when I put on some trash
You can understand why I've got to get back
To that sugar shack, whoa baby
To that sugar shack, yeah honey
To that sugar shack, whoa yes
To that sugar shack.

(thanks for the Raptor)

 

Now that sugar shack queen is a'married to me, yeah yeah
We just sit around and dream of those old memories
Ah, but one of these days I'm gonna lay down tracks
In the direction of that sugar shack
Just me and her yes we're gonna go back
To that sugar shack,
Whoa uh ohT
o that sugar shack, yeah honey
o our sugar shack

Yeh, yeh, yeh, our sugar shack

 

My pleasure, sir. How's Blue?

 

He's healthy and happy. I haven't driven her a whole lot, but what I did do was upgrade the HU in the stereo - my local shop actually did a bunch s2ks way back. All of the stuff you threw in there was kept, and then I got a Kenwood Excelon HU to add to the mix; and the guy even kept the controls working!

Hopefully Joy and I will head south this summer, and you can see him again.

 

He's healthy and happy. I haven't driven her a whole lot, but what I did do was upgrade the HU in the stereo - my local shop actually did a bunch s2ks way back. All of the stuff you threw in there was kept, and then I got a Kenwood Excelon HU to add to the mix; and the guy even kept the controls working!

Hopefully Joy and I will head south this summer, and you can see him again.
[/quote]

And hear the upgraded stereo.

I don't remember if we've done this before, but what the hell:

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 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...

 

(We did that one a few months ago)

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 me here. . .

 

Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes bends
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 Captian, said,
"Please bring me my wine."
"We haven't that spirit here since 1969."
And still those voices are calling from far away
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Thought I heard 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
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