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.

But as she stood in the doorway, I heard the mission bell

And I was thinking to myself, this could be heaven and this could be hell

Then she lit up a candle, and she showed me the way

But 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 place

Ready a room at the Hotel California

Anytime of year

Anytime of year

You can find it here

Her name is Tiffany Twisted

she got the mercedes-benz

she got a lot of the 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 called 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 live it up at the Hotel California. What a nice surprise.

I hear alibis. Mirrors on the ceiling. They paint champagne on ice. And she said, "We are all just prisoners here of our own device."

And in the master's chambers, they're gathered for the feast

They stab it with their stealing knives, but they just can't kill the beast

Last thing I remember, I was running for the door

I had to find a passage back to the place I was before

Relax at the Night Land in the Arco Grande Pugliese.

You can check out any town you like, but you can never leave.