Hotel California

I landed at the highway, good wind in my hair

The warmest smell of Calitas, 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

That 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

And she showed me the way

There were voices down the corridor

I thought I heard them say

Welcome to the hotel, California

Such a lovely place, such a lovely face

Plenty of room at the Hotel California

Any time of year, you can find it here

Her mind is stiff and twisted

She got the Mercedes Benz

She's 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 out the captain, please bring me more 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 face

Livin' it up at the Hotel California

What a nice surprise

Bring your alibis

Mirrors on the ceiling

The pink champagne on ice

She said,

We are all just prisoners here

Or of our own device

And then the master's chambers

They gather 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 a passage back

To the place I was before

Relax Saturday night men, we are programmed to receive.

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