Originally Posted by BabelFish
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 dimmer
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...
In a dark road of the desert fresh wind in my hot smell of the hair colitas, which straightens up above by above air forward in the distance, I, there a light, have shimmering my head grew heavily, and my opinion is had me grown more darkly that for the estêve night in the entrance will hold on there; I have myself belong the bell, and I of the task myself thought we ' this could be heaven, or this hell ' could be then, those a candle above lit up and me the kind showed there was meant voices under the runners, I that I had heard it to say...
Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place (such a lovely place)
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
Any time of year, you can find it here
Boa.vinda at the hotel California a so provoking place) a so provoking abundance at the place (of the room in the hotel California at any opportunity as on year you can find it here
Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, She got the Mercedes Benz
She's 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 1969'
And still those voices are calling from far away
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say...
Their rotated spirit Tiffany é has it benz that has the many beautiful, the beautiful boys of Mercedes, the friends calls it, as dances in the patio to gesuessten sweat of the summer begun. Any dese dance of of it to remind, any dance for ' to thus forget from me to me over the captain called ' me please brings my wine ', said ' we had this spirit not here since 1969 ', and still these voices call it far away from the above guard absent in the means of the night just of ouviz them to 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
Boa.vinda at the hotel California a so provoking place (a so provoking face) it livin ' it above in the hotel California what brings a pleasant surprise their 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 nightman, We are programed to receive.
You can check out any time you like, but you can never leave
Mirror in the cover, that pink Champagne in the ice and in to their said the fact that ' we are here imprisoned everything it fair by our own device ' and in the master chambers them met for the celebration, staff with their steely measurers but cannot kill the thing of the last one of the arm chest me me reminded of me me functioned, so that has the door that I find the transition backwards to the place me to ages forwards ' ease ' said nightman, us programmed, over derecevoir. You can examine excluded, if toi like, but you can never come out
