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"
