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 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 a Mercedes Benz 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»