hotel california - the eagles

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 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,u 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 nineteen sixty nine."
and still those voices are calling from far away.
wake u up in the middle of the night.
just to hear them say...
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 stabbed 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 checkout any time you like.
but you can never leave!"