Hotel California

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 the candle

Then she showed me the way

There were voices down that corridor

I thought I heard them say

Welcome to the Hotel California

Such a lovely place, such a lovely place, such a lovely face

There's plenty of room at the Hotel California

Anytime of year, anytime of year, you can find it here

Her mind is Tiffany twisted

She's got the Mercedes Benz

She's got a lot of pretty, pretty boys that she calls friends.

How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.

Some dance to remember, some dance to forget.

So I call up the captain, please bring me my wine.

He said, "We haven't had that spirit here since 1969."

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're living 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

our own device. But in their 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 at the night man, we are programmed to receive. You can

check out anytime you like, but you can never leave.