| Letra | On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
warm smell of colitis, rising up trough 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 de hell"
then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
there were voice down the corridor,
I thought I heard them say…
Welcome to the "Hotel California"
such a lovely place
such a lovely face
plenty of a room at the "Hotel California"
any time of year, you can find it here
Her mind is Tiffany twisted,
she got the Mercedes Bens
she got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she call friends
how they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat
some dance to remember, some dance to forget
So I called up the Capitan:
"please bring me my wine"
he said: "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 meddle of the night
just to hear them say…
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
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 night man,
we are programmed to receive.
You can checkout any time you like,
but you can never leave |
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