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 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."

Her mind is Tiffany [5] -twisted,

She got the Mercedes-Benz [6] , ungh.

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 place.)

Such a lovely face.

They're livin' it up at the Hotel California.

What a nice surprise (what a nice surprise),

Bring your alibis."