Hotel California

Written by：Glenn Frey

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 Bends

She got a lot of pretty pretty boys 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 1969

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 place

Such a lovely face

They living it up at the Hotel California

What a nice surprise what a nice surprise

Bring your alibis

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 checkout any time you like but you can never leave

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