Hotel California
On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hairWarm smell of colitas, rising up through the airUp ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering lightMy head grew heavy and my sight grew dimI had to stop for the night
There she stood in the doorway;I heard the mission bellAnd 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 wayThere were voices down the corridor,I thought I heard them say...
Welcome to the Hotel CaliforniaSuch a lovely placeSuch a lovely facePlenty of room at the Hotel CaliforniaAny time of year, you can find it here
Her mind is Tiffany twisted, she got the Mercedes bendsShe got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friendsHow 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 awayWake you up in the middle of the nightJust to hear them say...
Welcome to the Hotel CaliforniaSuch a lovely placeSuch a lovely faceThey livin' it up at the Hotel CaliforniaWhat a nice surprise, bring your alibis
Mirrors on the ceiling,The pink champagne on iceAnd she said"We are all just prisoners here, of our own device"And in the Masters' ChambersThey gathered for the feastThey stab it with their steely knivesBut they just can't kill the beast
Last thing I rememberI was running for the doorI had to find the passage backTo the place I was before"Relax" said the night man"We are programmed to receive.You can check out any time you likeBut you can never leave!"