On a dark desert highwayCool wind in my hairWarm smell of colitasRising up through the airUp ahead in the distanceI saw a shimmering lightMy head grew heavy and my sight grew dimI had to stop for the nightThere she stood in the doorwayI heard the mission bellAnd I was thinkin' to myselfThis could be heaven or this could be hellThen she lit up a candleAnd she showed me the wayThere were voices down the corridorI thought I heard them sayWelcome to the Hotel CaliforniaSuch a lovely place (such a lovely place)Such a lovely facePlenty of room at the Hotel CaliforniaAny time of year (any time of year)You can find it hereHer mind is Tiffany-twistedShe got the Mercedes Benz, uhShe got a lot of pretty, pretty boysThat she calls friendsHow they dance in the courtyardSweet summer sweatSome dance to rememberSome dance to forgetSo I called up the Captain"Please bring me my wine"He said, "We haven't had that spirit here since 1969"And still those voices are calling from far awayWake you up in the middle of the nightJust to hear them sayWelcome to the Hotel CaliforniaSuch a lovely place (such a lovely place)Such a lovely faceThey livin' it up at the Hotel CaliforniaWhat a nice surprise (what a nice surprise)Bring your alibisMirrors on the ceilingThe pink champagne on iceAnd she said, "We are all just prisoners here of our own device"And in the master's chambersThey gathered for the feastThey stab it with their steely knivesBut they just can't kill the beastLast thing I rememberI was running for the doorI had to find the passage backTo the place I was before"Relax", said the night man"We are programmed to receiveYou can check out any time you likeBut you can never leave"