Eagles - Hotel California
On a desert highway a dark cool wind in my hair
The warm smell of colitas, rising through the air
Ahead in the distance, I saw shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night
There he stood on the threshold of the door;
I heard the mission bell
And I think to myself,
"This could be Heaven or this could be Hell"
Then he lit a candle and she showed me the way
There are voices in the corridor,
I thought I heard them say...
Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place (beautiful)
As her pretty face
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
Any time of year (Any time of the year)
You can find it here
Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes bends
He's got a lot of pretty, pretty boys she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard of sweat sweet summer.
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget
So I called up the Captain,
"Please bring me my wine"
He said, "We don't have that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine"
And still 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 (beautiful)
As her pretty face
They livin' it at the Hotel California
What a nice surprise (a pleasant surprise)
Bring your alibi
The mirror on the ceiling,
Pink champagne on ice
And he said, "We are all just prisoners here, of our own device"
And in the master room,
They gathered for the feast
They stab with knife steel them,
But they can't kill the beast
The last thing I remember, I
Run to the door
I need to find the back of
To where I was before
"Quiet," 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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