On a desert highway, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
Up ahead in distance, I saw a shimmering light,
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night
There 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 voises down the corridor,
I thought I heard them say...
Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely face
Plenty at rooms at the Hotel California
Any time of year,
You can find it here
Her mind was 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 the captain,
'Please bring me my wine'
He said
'We haven't that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine'
And still those voises are calling from far away,
Wake 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 livin' it up at the Hotel California
What a nice surprise,
Bring your alibis
Mirrors on the ceiling,
The pink champagne on ice
And she said,
'We are all just prisioners here, of our own device'
And in the master's chambers,
They gathered for the feast
The 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 the passage back
To the place I was before
'Relax' said the night man,
'We are programmed to receive. You can checkout any time you like, but you can never live!
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