Rising up through the air
My head grew heavy, and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night
There she stood in the doorway
And I was thinking to myself
This could be Heaven or this could be Hell
And she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor
I thought I heard them say
Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place (background)
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
Any time of year (background)
Her mind is Tiffany twisted
She's got the Mercedes bends
She's got a lot of pretty, pretty boys
How they dance in the courtyard
So I called up the Captain
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
Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely Place (background)
They're livin' it up at the Hotel Ca