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 shimerly light
i had to hurry in my sacrodems i had to stop for the night
she stood in the doorway i heard the mission bell i was thinking to myself this could be heaven and this could be
hell she lift up the candle and she showed me the way
there were voices down in coridors i thought i heard the say
welcome to the hotel california
such a lovely place
such a lovely face
get you a room at the hotel california
anytime of year you can find it hear
her mid is tiffny twisted she got the merces benz she got
alot of pretty pretty boys that she calls freinds
how they dance in the courtyard sweet sumer sweat
some dance to remember some dance to forget
so i called up the captian
lz pring me my wine he said we havent had that sprit here since 1969
and still those voices are calling from far away
wake you up in the middle of the just to hear them say
welcome to the hotel california
such a lovely place such a lovely face
livin it up at the hotel california
what a nice suprise bring your alibys
mirors on the ceiling
shampain on ice and she said
we are all just prisoers here
of our own device
in the masters chamber gather for the feast
stab it with there knives but they cant kill the beast
last thing i remember i was running for the door
i had to find my pathway back to the place i was before
the nightman we are programed to recieve
you can check out anytime you like but you cant ever leave.

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