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 blurred
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 heard them call my name
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 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
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
Mirrors on the ceiling, the pink champagne on ice
And she said, "We are all just prisoners here, of our own device"
And in the master's chambers, they gathered for the feast
They are all just prisoners here, of their own device
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
You can check out any time you like
But you can never leave!
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 blurred
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 heard them call my name
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 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
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
Mirrors on the ceiling, the pink champagne on ice
And she said, "We are all just prisoners here, of our own device"
And in the master's chambers, they gathered for the feast
They are all just prisoners here, of their own device
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
You can check out any time you like
But you can never leave!