Hotel California (Afro Tropical Vocal Mix) - Minus 8/Billie
On a dark desert highway
Cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of coastal
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 he stood in the doorway
Then I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself
This could be heaven or this could be hell
Then he lit up a candle
And he showed me the way
Are his voices down in corridor
And I thought I heard them say
Welcome to the hotel California
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely face
We got plenty of rooms at the hotel California
Any time of year
Any time of year
You can find it here
He's mind is Tiffany-twisted
He's got the Mercedes Benz
He's got a lot of pretty girls
That he calls his friends
How they dance in the courtyard
Sweet summers sweat
Some dance to remember but then some dance to forget
So I called up the Captain
Please bring me my wine'
He said we haven't had that spirit
Here since nineteen ninety nine
And still those voices are calling from far away
Wake up in the middle of the night
To just hear them say
Welcome to the hotel California
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely face
They live in it up in the hotel California
What nice surprise
What nice surprise
Bring your alibis
Mirrors on the ceiling
The pink champagne on ice he said
We are all just prisoners here
Of our own device
And in the master's chambers
They gathers for the feast
They stab it with their steely knives
But they just can't kill the beast
The 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 night man
We are programmed to receive
You can checkout any time you like
But you you can never leave
