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. And 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 way. There were voices in the corridor, I thought I heard them say "Welcome to the Hotel California".🏁

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. And 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 way. There were voices in the corridor, I thought I heard them say "Welcome to the Hotel California".🏁