The Eagles - Hotel California

On the dark desert highway

Cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas

Rising up through the air

Up a head 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 my self
This could be heaven or this could be hell
Then she lit up a candle

And she showed me the way
There where voice down the corridor
I thought I heard them say

Welcome 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 on the courtyyard

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 the spirit here

Since nineteen sixty nine
And still those voices are calling

From far a way
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to here them say

Welcome the Hotel California
Such a lovely place such a lovely face
They livin' it up at the Hotel California
What a nice surprice bring your alibis

Mirrors on the ceiling

The pink champagne on nice
And she said we are all just prisoners here,

Of  our own device
And in the master's cambers
They gathered for the feast
The stab it with their steely knives
But they just can't kill the beast

Last I 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 recieve
You can check out any time you like
But you can never leave