Hotel california (sin guía) - Eagles

HOTEL CALIFORNIA






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
lightMy head grew heavy and my sight grew
dimmer I had to stop for the
night
There she stood in the door
way I heard the mission
bell

'This could be Heaven or this could be Hell'
Then she lit up a can
dle and she showed me the
way
There were voices down the cor
ridor I thought I heard them say...
Welcome to the Hotel Califor
nia Such a lovely
place Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the Hotel Califor
nia Any time of year you can find it here
Her mind is Tiffany-twisted,
she got the Mercedes
Bends
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys
that she calls
friends
How they dance in the court
yard sweet summer
sweat
Some dance to remember,
some dance to for
get

'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 a
way Wake you up in the middle of
the night just to here them say...
Welcome to the Hotel Califor
nia Such a lovely
place Such a lovely face
They livin' it up at the Hotel Califor
nia What a nice sur
prise bring you alibis
Mirrors on the cei
ling The pink champagne on
ice

'We are all just prisoners
here of our own device'
And in the master's cham
bers They gathered for the
feast
They stab it with their steely
knives But they just can't kill the
beast
Last thing I remem
ber, 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 re
ceive
You can check out any time you like,