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 speaking to myself,

'Thcaliforniais 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,

Thought I heard them say...

Welcome to the Hotel California

Such a lovely pce

Such a lovely face

Plenty of rooms at the Hotel California

Any time of year,you can find it here

Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes-Benz

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'

And 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 pce

Such a lovely face

They livin' it up at the Hotel California

What a nice surprise, bring your alibis

Mirrors on the

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