Band: Eagles
Album: Hotel California
Song: Hotel California

On a dark desert highway,
cool wind in my hair.
Warm smell af colitas
rising up through the air.
Up ahead in a distance
I saw a shimmering light.
My head drew heavy and my sight drew dim.
I had to stop for the night.

There she stood in the doorway;
I heard a mission bell.
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 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 Tiffany-twisted,
she got the Mercedes Benz.
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 nine." (1969)
And still those voices 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're living it up at the Hotel California.
What a nice surprise, bring your alibis.

Mirrors in the ceiling,
the pink champagne on ice
and she said: "We are all just prisoners here,
of our own device."
And in the master's chambers, 
they gathered 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 the passage back
to the place I was before.
"Relax," said the night man,
"we are programmed to receive.
You can check out any time you like,
but you can never leave."

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