|
Hotel California |
|
Eagles |
|
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, 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 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 |
|
The 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 |
