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 dimmer 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 Tiffany-twisted She got the Mercedes Benz She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys that she calls friends How they dance in the courtyard Sweet summer sweats 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(註2) here since 1969' And still those voices are calling from far away Wake you up in the middles of the night Just to hear them say---
Welcome to the Hotel California Such a lovely place (such a lovely face) They living it up at the Hotel California What a nice surprise, bring you 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'