1)On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
2)There she stood in the doorway; I heard the mission bell
1)Warm smell of colitas rising up through the air
2)And I was thinking to myself this could be heaven or this could be hell
1)Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
2)Then she lit up a candle, and she showed me the way
1)My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
2)There were voices down the corridor,
1)I had to stop for the night
2)I thought I heard them say
Welcome to the Hotel California.
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 it here
What a nice surprise; bring your alibis