.:.On A Dark Desert Highway.:.Cool wind in my hair.:.The smell of colitas.:.Rising up through the air.:.Up ahead in the distance.:.I saw a shimmering light.:.My eyes grew heavey.:.And my sight went dim.:.I had to stop for the night.:.As she stood in the doorway.:.I heard the mission bells.:.I was thinkin to myself this could be heaven or this could be hell.:.And still those voices are calling from far away.:.I heard them comming from the corridor.:.I thought I heard them say.:.Welcome to the Hotel California.:.Such a lovely place.:.Such a lovely face.:.Pleanty of room at the hotel California.:.what a nice surprise.:.