On a dark desert highway
Cool wind in my hair
The wrm smell of colitas
Rising up through the air
Up ahaed in a distance
I saw ashimmering light
My head grew heavy and my side 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 corridore
I thought I heard them say
Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place, such a lovely face
There's plenty of room in the Hotel California
Any time of year, you can find it here
Her mind is tiffany twisted
She's got a Mercedes Benz
She's got a lotta 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 captain
Please bring me my vine
He said "We haven't had that spirit here since 1969"
And still those voices they're 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
They're livin' it up at the Hotel California
What a nice surprise, bring your alibis
Mirrors on the ceilling, the pink champaign on ice
And she said "We are all just prisoners here of our own
device"
In the masters chambers they're gahthered for the feast
They stab it with their steely knifes but they just can't kill
the beast
Last thing I remember, I was runnin' for the door
I had to find the passage back to the place
I was before "Relax" said the night man
"We're all programmed to recieve
You can check out everytime you like,
but you can never
leave"