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 place (background)
such a lovely face
plenty of room at the hotel california
any time of year
any time of year (background)
you can find it here
her mind is tiffany twisted
she s got the mercedes bends
she s got a lot of pretty, pretty boys
that she calls friends
how they dance in the courtyard
sweet summer sweat
some dance