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 and 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)
Such a lovely face
There's plenty of room at the hotel california
Any time of year (any time of year)
You can find us 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 sweat
Some dance to remember
Some dance to forget