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 my sight grew dim
i had to stop for the night
there she stood inthe dooorway
i heard the mission bell
and i was thingking to myself
"this could be heaven or thie could be hell"
then she lit up a 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 cna find it here!
her mind is tiffany-twisted
she got the mercedes bends
she 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 called up the captain
"please bring me my wine"
he said:"we haven't had that spirit here,
since nineteen sixty nice"
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 palce!
such a lovely face!
they livin'it up at the hotel colifornia
what a nice surprise
bring your alibis
mirrors on the ceilling
the pink champangne on ice
and she said:"we are all just prisoner here
-of our own device"
and in the master's chambers
they gathered for the feast
they stabbed it with their steely knives
but they just can't kill the beast
last thing i remember
i had to find the passage back
to the place i was before
"relax", said the night man
"we are proreammed to receive.
you can checkout any time you like,
but you can never leave!"