 Song information  On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Hotel California (From "Ray Donovan") , by - Fandom.
 Song information  On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Hotel California (From "Ray Donovan") , by - Fandom. Release date: 07.01.2016
Song language: English
 Song information  On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Hotel California (From "Ray Donovan") , by - Fandom.
 Song information  On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Hotel California (From "Ray Donovan") , by - Fandom. | Hotel California (From "Ray Donovan") | 
| 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 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 down the corridor, | 
| I thought I heard them say… | 
| Welcome to the Hotel California | 
| Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place) | 
| Such a lovely face | 
| Plenty of room at the Hotel California | 
| Any time of year (Any time of year) | 
| You can find it here | 
| Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes Benz | 
| She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys she calls friends | 
| How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat. | 
| Some dance to remember, 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 sixty nine' | 
| And still those voices are calling from far away, | 
| Wake you up in the middle of the night | 
| Just to hear them say… | 
| Welcome to the Hotel California | 
| Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place) | 
| Such a lovely face | 
| They livin' it up at the Hotel California | 
| What a nice surprise (what a nice suprise) | 
| Bring your alibis | 
| Mirrors on the ceiling, | 
| The pink champagne on ice | 
| And she said 'We are all just prisoners here, of our own device' | 
| And in the master’s chambers, | 
| They gathered for the feast | 
| They stab it with their steely knives, | 
| But they just can’t kill the beast | 
| 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 check-out any time you like, | 
| But you can never leave!' |