On a dark desert hightway
Cold wind in my hair
Warm smeel of colytas
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 dad to stop for the night
There she stood in the doorway
I heard the mission bell
I was thinking to myself
This could be heaven now this could be hell
Then she lit up a candle
And she showed me the way
There were voices down in corridor
I thought i heard them say:
Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place
(Such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face
Theres plenty of room at the Hotel California
Any time of year
(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
She calls friend
How they dance in the courtyard
Sweet summer sweat
Some dance to remember
Some dance to forget
So l called up the captain:
Please bring me my wineHe said:
We havent bad that spirit here since
1969
And still those voicse are caling from far away
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say: