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n a dark desert highway
Good wind in my hair
The warm smell of wavelets
The rebellion in the air
Ahead in the distance
I saw a bright light
My head was heavy and my sight was weak
I had to stop for the night
There she stood at the entrance
I heard the mission bell
And I thought to myself
This could be heaven or this could be hell
Then she lit a candle
And she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor
I heard they said
Welcome to the Hotel California
A lovely place, a face so lovely
There is plenty of room at the Hotel California
Any time of year, you can find it here
Your mind is definitely twisted
She has her Mercedes Benz
She has a lotta pretty, pretty boys
That she calls friends
As they dance in the courtyard
Sweet summer sweat
Some dance to remember
Some dance to forget
So I called the captain
Please bring me my wine
He said we have not had that spirit here since 1969
And still those voices they call away
Awaken in the middle of the night
Just hearing them say
Welcome to the Hotel California
A lovely place, a face so lovely
I had to find the passage back to the place I was before
good night said the night man we are programmed to receive
You can check anyytime you like,
but you can never leave.
They're livin 'it at the Hotel California
What a pleasant surprise, bring your alibis
Mirrors on the ceilling, pink champaign on ice
And she said that we are all just prisoners
here of our own device
In the chambers of teachers they are gathered for the feast
They stab it with their steely knives
but they just can not kill the beast
Last thing I remember I was runnin 'for the door
I had to find the passage back to the place I was before
good night said the night man we are programmed to receive
You can check anyytime you like,
but you can never leave.