On a dark desert highway
Her mind is Tiffany-twisted
Her mind is Tiffany-twisted
Cool wind in my hair
She got the Mercedes-Benz
She got the Mercedes-Benz
Warm smell of colitas
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys
Rising up through the air
she calls friends
she calls friends
Up ahead in the distance
How they dance in the courtyard
How they dance in the courtyard
I saw a shimmering light
Sweet summer sweat
Sweet summer sweat
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
Some dance to remember
Some dance to remember
I had to stop for the night
Some dance to forget
Some dance to forget
There she stood in the doorway
So I called up the Captain
So I called up the Captain
I heard the mission bell
"Please bring me my wine"
"Please bring me my wine"
And I was thinkin' to myself
He said "We haven't had that spirit
He said "We haven't had that spirit
This could be heaven or this could be hell
here since 1969"
here since 1969"
Then she lit up a candle
And still, those voices are calling from
And still, those voices are calling from
And she showed me the way
far away
far away
There were voices down the corridor
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Wake you up in the middle of the night
I thought I heard them say:
Just to hear them say:
Just to hear them say:
Welcome to the Hotel Califor-
nia, _ such a
lovely place, such a lovely place, such a
lovely face.
Plenty of room at the Hotel Califor-
nia, _ any
time of year, any time of year, you can
find it here.