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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 thinkin\' to myself :
This could be heaven and 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 place) Such a lovely face
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 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 place) Such a lovely face
They\'re livin\' 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 stabbed 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 check out anytime you like... but you can never leave
