Flamenco MusicHow does that costagraph whipGo into my headRhyme a smell of CalitasRising up through the airUp ahead into the starsMy shoulders soaring in lightMy head will heal beyond my sacred demonI have to stop for the lightThis is starting to do itAfter a mission failedAnd I was thinking to myselfThis could be heaven and this could be earthPussy lit up the corridorIt's still moving awayThere've been voices down the corridorBut what I have to sayWelcome to the Hotel CaliforniaSuch a lovely placeSuch a lovely placePlenty of room at the Hotel CaliforniaAnytime of yearAnytime of yearYou can find it hereA lot of people are twistedShe's got the Mercedes-BenzShe's got a lot of pretty pretty boysShe's got good friendsWho can dance on the courtyardSweet summer sweatSometimes to rememberSometimes to forgetSo I call up the captainPlease bring me my wineYou see we haven't got the spirit hereAnd I think this is the lineI still hear those voicesThey're calling from far awayPicking up in the middle of the nightI still have to sayWelcome to the Hotel CaliforniaSuch a lovely placeSuch a lovely placeSuch a lovely placeLiving on top of the Hotel CaliforniaWhat a nice surpriseWhat a nice surpriseWith your own eyesMirrors on the ceilingA vision paradiseAnd she saidThe result of this prison is hereOn your own deviceIn the master of the universeTogether for the feastStopping with the steeling knifeWith the disk and kill the beastLast thing I rememberI was running through the doorI can't defend the peace you expectedTo the place I was beforeDenying the stinking nightmareWe are, we are proving to be safeYou can cheat on any team you likeBut you can never leaveguitar sologuitar sologuitar sologuitar sologuitar solo