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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Al B. Sure!
Background Vocals
Craig Derry
Background Vocals
Kyle West
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Don Felder
Songwriter
Glenn Frey
Songwriter
Don Henley
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Al B. Sure!
Producer
Frank Cardello
Assistant Recording Engineer
Keith Evans
Assistant Recording Engineer
Mark Harder
Assistant Recording Engineer
Evan Stark
Recording Engineer
Herb "Pump" Powers
Mastering Engineer
Kyle West
Producer
Richard McKernan
Mixing Engineer
Eric Stark
Editing Engineer
George Karras
Recording Engineer
Roey Shamir
Recording Engineer
Andre Harrell
Executive Producer
Benny Medina
Executive Producer
Lyrics
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 down the corridor
I thought I heard them say
"Welcome to the Hotel California
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 Bright Red 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 1969"
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 living it up at the Hotel California
What a nice surprise (what a nice surprise)
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 checkout any time you like, but you can never leave!"
Written by: Don Felder, Don Henley, Glenn Frey