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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 and my sight 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 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 a 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 "
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 place
Such a lovely face
They livin' it up at the Hotel California
What a nice surprise
Bring your alibies
Mirrors on 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!"