Hotel California

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 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`, 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 check out any time you like, But you can never leave.