歌曲 | Hotel California |
歌手 | 姚斯婷 |
专辑 | Eternal Singing - Endless Love V |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
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 place (background) | |
Such a lovely face | |
Plenty of room at the Hotel California | |
Any time of year | |
Any time of year (background) | |
You can find it here | |
You can find it here | |
Her mind is Tiffany twisted | |
She‘s got the Mercedes bends | |
She‘s got a lot of pretty, pretty boys | |
That 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 (background) | |
Such a lovely face | |
They‘re livin‘ it up at the Hotel California | |
What a nice surprise | |
What a nice surprise (background) | |
Bring your alibies | |
Mirrors on the ceiling | |
Depict champaign 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 nightman | |
We are programed to receive | |
You can check out any time you like | |
But you can never leave |
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 place background | |
Such a lovely face | |
Plenty of room at the Hotel California | |
Any time of year | |
Any time of year background | |
You can find it here | |
You can find it here | |
Her mind is Tiffany twisted | |
She' s got the Mercedes bends | |
She' s got a lot of pretty, pretty boys | |
That 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 background | |
Such a lovely face | |
They' re livin' it up at the Hotel California | |
What a nice surprise | |
What a nice surprise background | |
Bring your alibies | |
Mirrors on the ceiling | |
Depict champaign 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 nightman | |
We are programed to receive | |
You can check out any time you like | |
But you can never leave |
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 place background | |
Such a lovely face | |
Plenty of room at the Hotel California | |
Any time of year | |
Any time of year background | |
You can find it here | |
You can find it here | |
Her mind is Tiffany twisted | |
She' s got the Mercedes bends | |
She' s got a lot of pretty, pretty boys | |
That 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 background | |
Such a lovely face | |
They' re livin' it up at the Hotel California | |
What a nice surprise | |
What a nice surprise background | |
Bring your alibies | |
Mirrors on the ceiling | |
Depict champaign 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 nightman | |
We are programed to receive | |
You can check out any time you like | |
But you can never leave |