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 the Mercedes Bentz
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys
That she call friends
How they dance in the courtyard
Sweet summer sweat
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget
So I called up the captine
"Please bring me my wine"
He said,
"We haven't had that spirit here since 1969"
And still those voices are calling from far away
Wake you up in the middle of 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 you alibis..
Mirrors on the ceiling
The pink champaine 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 nightman
"We are programmed to receive
You can check out any time you like
But you can never leave