The Hotel Of Califoria

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 my sight grew dim.
i had 2 stop 4 the night.
there she stood in the doorway;

i heard the mission bell. 
and i was thinking 2 myself,

"this could b heaven or this could b 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!