Hotel California Testo

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 dim I had to stop for the night There she stood in the doorway; I heard the mission bell I was thinking to myself this could be heaven or this could be hell So she lit up a candle, and she showed me the way There were voices down the corridor, when I heard them say She was 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 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 Mirrors on the ceiling, she's got 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 programmed to receive You can check out anytime you like but you can never leave