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 (any time of year)
you can find it here
Her mind is Tiffany twisted,
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys
she got the Mercedes bend
that she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard,
Some dance to remember,
sweet summer sweat
some dance to forget
So I called up the captain;
"Please bring me my wine."
"We haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixty-nine"
And still th