On a dark desert highway Cool wind in my hair Warm smell of colitas Rising up through the air Up a head 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 he 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 he lit up a candle And he showed me the way There were voices down the coridor 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 His mind is Tiffany twisted He got a Mercedes Benz He got a lot of pretty Pretty girls he 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 more wine We haven't had that spirit Here since nineteen sixtynine And still those voices are calling from far away Wake you up in the middle of the night Just to hear them say: 2x: 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