Hotel California – The Eagles - Primary Artist

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

Then 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 place

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 Bends

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 1969

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 place

They're living it up

At the Hotel California

What a nice surprise

What a nice surprise

Bring your alibis

Mirrors on the ceiling

Pink champagne on ice

And she said We are all just

Prisoners here of our own device

In the master's chambers

They gathered for the feast

They 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