Hotel California
Alabama 3 Lyrics


Jump to: Overall Meaning ↴  Line by Line Meaning ↴

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, you can find it here

Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes Benz
She 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 nineteen sixty nine'
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 face
They livin' it up at the Hotel California
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
The 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!

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Alabama 3’s “Hotel California” is a tribute to the classic song of the same name by The Eagles. The song is about a man who is traveling on a dark desert highway, who eventually comes across the “Hotel California”. Upon his arrival, he is greeted by a mysterious woman who guides him into the hotel. As he explores the hotel, he witnesses strange events such as the guests dancing in the courtyard and the “masters” feasting and stabbing a beast. The man tries to leave but the night man tells him that he can check out anytime he wants but he could never leave. The lyrics can be interpreted in a number of ways, but it is widely believed to be about the dangers of materialism and excess.


The song includes several references to drug culture. “Colitas” for example, means marijuana buds in Spanish, while Tiffany is commonly used as a reference to cocaine use in popular culture. Likewise, the eerie and eerie atmosphere created by the lyrics is believed to describe a sort of paranoid delusion that is induced by long-term drug use.


Line by Line Meaning

On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
I was driving alone on a deserted highway with the cool wind blowing through my hair.


Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
I could smell the sweet, herbal scent of burning marijuana in the air.


Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
I saw a bright light in the distance that caught my attention.


My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I became exhausted and my vision started to fade.


I had to stop for the night
I needed to find a place to stop and rest for the night.


There she stood in the doorway;
As soon as I arrived, a woman appeared in the doorway.


I heard the mission bell
I heard the sound of a bell ringing, possibly from a nearby mission.


And I was thinking to myself, 'This could be heaven or this could be hell'
I wondered what kind of place I had wandered into, whether it was a paradise or a living nightmare.


Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
The woman lit a candle to guide me and show me the way around the place.


There were voices down the corridor, I thought I heard them say
I heard some people talking quietly somewhere nearby, but I wasn't sure what they were saying.


Welcome to the Hotel California
I soon realized that I had arrived at the infamous Hotel California.


Such a lovely place
The hotel was indeed beautiful and quaint.


Such a lovely face
The woman who greeted me was beautiful and friendly.


Plenty of room at the Hotel California
The hotel had many vacant rooms to choose from.


Any time of year, you can find it here
The hotel was open year-round and always available to travelers in need of lodging.


Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes Benz
The woman who greeted me was beautiful but had a twisted, distorted way of thinking. She drove a fancy Mercedes Benz and surrounded herself with attractive young men.


She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
The woman had a group of handsome young men around her, whom she called her friends.


How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
The young men danced in the courtyard, sweating in the summer heat.


Some dance to remember, some dance to forget
Some of the young men danced to remember good times, while others danced to forget painful memories or emotions.


So I called up the captain, 'Please bring me my wine'
I asked the hotel captain to bring me some wine to drink.


He said, 'we haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine'
The captain told me that the hotel hadn't served that kind of wine 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
Even when I wasn't expecting it, I could hear voices coming from somewhere far away. Sometimes they woke me up in the middle of the night, just to say something obscure or unclear.


Mirrors on the ceiling, The pink champagne on ice
As I explored the hotel, I discovered there were mirrors on the ceilings and some pink champagne on ice to drink.


And she said 'we are all just prisoners here, of our own device'
The woman who greeted me said that everyone in the hotel was essentially trapped there by their own actions or choices.


And in the master's chambers, They gathered for the feast, The stab it with their steely knives, But they just can't kill the beast
In one room of the hotel, a group of people were gathered to enjoy a feast. They tried unsuccessfully to kill some kind of beast with their metal knives and weapons.


Last thing I remember, I was Running for the door, I had to find the passage back To the place I was before
The last thing I remember was running towards the exit, trying to find my way back to where I started from.


'Relax,' said the night man, We are programmed to receive. You can checkout any time you like, But you can never leave!
The night manager told me to relax and promised that I could check out of the hotel whenever I wanted, but he suggested I never would because I was somehow psychologically programmed to stay.




Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: DON FELDER, DON HENLEY, GLENN FREY

Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
To comment on or correct specific content, highlight it

Genre not found
Artist not found
Album not found
Song not found