Hotel California Eagles On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hairWarm smell of colitas, rising up through the airUp ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering lightMy head grew heavy and my sight grew dimmerI had to stop for the night.There she stood in the doorwayI heard the mission bellAnd 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 wayThere were voices down the corridorI thought I heard them say…Welcome to the Hotel CaliforniaSuch a lovely place Such a lovely face.Plenty of room at the Hotel CaliforniaAny time of year you can find it hereHer mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes bendsShe got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friendsHow they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweatSome dance to remember, some dance to forgetSo 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 awayWake you up in the middle of the nightJust to hear them say…Welcome to the Hotel CaliforniaSuch a lovely place Such a lovely face.They livin’ it up at the Hotel CaliforniaWhat a nice surprise, bring your alibisMirrors on the ceilingThe pink champagne on iceAnd she said, ‘we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’And in the master’s chambersThey gathered for the feastThey stab it with their steely knivesBut they just can’t kill the beastLast thing I remember, I wasRunning for the doorI had to find the passage back to the place I was before‘Relax’ said the night man‘We are programmed to receive’ You can check out any time you likeBut you can never leave!
Per tutti i miei Amici ^____^ VVB
Hotel California Eagles On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hairWarm smell of colitas, rising up through the airUp ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering lightMy head grew heavy and my sight grew dimmerI had to stop for the night.There she stood in the doorwayI heard the mission bellAnd 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 wayThere were voices down the corridorI thought I heard them say…Welcome to the Hotel CaliforniaSuch a lovely place Such a lovely face.Plenty of room at the Hotel CaliforniaAny time of year you can find it hereHer mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes bendsShe got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friendsHow they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweatSome dance to remember, some dance to forgetSo 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 awayWake you up in the middle of the nightJust to hear them say…Welcome to the Hotel CaliforniaSuch a lovely place Such a lovely face.They livin’ it up at the Hotel CaliforniaWhat a nice surprise, bring your alibisMirrors on the ceilingThe pink champagne on iceAnd she said, ‘we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’And in the master’s chambersThey gathered for the feastThey stab it with their steely knivesBut they just can’t kill the beastLast thing I remember, I wasRunning for the doorI had to find the passage back to the place I was before‘Relax’ said the night man‘We are programmed to receive’ You can check out any time you likeBut you can never leave!