Writer(s): Don FelderDon HenleyGlenn Frey
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
You can find it here
Her mind is definitely twisted
she's got the Mercedes Benz uh
She got alot of pretty pretty boys 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 nineteen sixty nine
And still those voices are calling from far away
To wake you up in the middle of the night
just to hear them say hey
Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely face
They livin' it up at the Hotel California
What a nice surprise
Bring your alibis 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 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
