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 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...
Welcome
to the Hotel California Such a lovely place Such a lovely face Plenty of
room at the Hotel California 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 courtyard, sweet summer sweat. Some dance to remember, some dance
to forget
So I called up the Captain, '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 middle
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 The 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!
The
Newport + Dupont Circle + California
