Eagles - 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 Do