Hotel California
Words & Music:
Don Henley (The Eagles)
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On a dark desert highway, cool
wind in my hair
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Warm smell of colitas rising
up through the air
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Up ahead in the distance, I
saw a shimmering light
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My head grew heavy and my
sight grew dim; I had to stop for the night
As 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
CHORUS:
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Welcome to the Hotel
California. Such a lovely place, such a lovely face
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Plenty of room at the Hotel
California
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Any time of year (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 and she calls them in.
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."
"We haven't had that
spirit here since nineteen sixty-nine"
And still those voices are
calling from far away
Wake you up in the middle of
the night, just to hear them say
CHORUS [with new last two
lines]
They livin' it up at the Hotel
California
What a nice surprise (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 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
nightman, "We are programmed to receive"
"You can check out
anytime you like, but you can never leave"