Hotel California
William Hung Lyrics


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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 bends
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 of William Hung's rendition of "Hotel California" exhibit a sense of eerie yet alluring mystique. The song talks about a person driving on a dark desert highway, encountering a luxurious hotel with a shimmering light. The singer walks into the hotel and encounters various bizarre events, unsettling him. The verse where they say that "her mind is Tiffany-twisted" implies that the singer is interacting with a woman with a twisted mind. The poetic, metaphorical descriptions of the woman and the hotel make it difficult to discern if the hotel and the woman are real or exist only in the singer's mind.


The ambiguous nature of the song's lyrics has indeed led to various interpretations over the years. Some believe that the song is an allusion to the band's record company, while others consider it a representation of the hedonistic lifestyle of celebrities. The underlying theme of the song, however, is the dark side of the American dream, depicting how it traps people in a cycle of addiction and excess, leaving them unable to escape.


Line by Line Meaning

On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
Amidst the bleakness of solitude, I reached a point where I felt the breeze, trying to comfort me.


Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
The earthly fragrance that arose from plants made me feel there’s life nearby.


Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
As I walked forward, I saw the illusion of hope, which appeared to be an end to the solitary desert.


My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
As time passed, exhaustion, loneliness, and hopelessness devoured me, making me restless.


I had to stop for the night
Due to fatigue, I had to take a break and halt for the night.


There she stood in the doorway;
When I saw her, she seemed like a pinch of hope and a ray of light.


I heard the mission bell
As the church bell rang, I felt that I was meant to be there, for a purpose.


'This could be Heaven or this could be Hell'
Uncertainty struck me, and the life choice I picked might lead me to either Heaven or Hell.


Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
She lit up the candle of hope and helped me find my way through the darkness.


There were voices down the corridor, I thought I heard them say...
Down the corridor, whispers echoed which sounded like a warning, but my mind was too confused to comprehend it.


Welcome to the Hotel California
I was welcomed to the beautiful Hotel California, which had a lot to offer.


Such a lovely place, such a lovely face
The beautiful surroundings and people made it seem like a paradise.


Plenty of room at the Hotel California
A spacious area that accommodates everyone, especially during peak seasons.


Any time of year, you can find it here
It’s open 24/7 all year round, providing comfort and luxury to travel enthusiasts.


Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes bends
She has a complicated and twisted mind but has materialistic luxuries.


She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
She has handsome and loyal friends whom she values.


How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat
Her friends celebrated in the courtyard by dancing, and their sweat testified the effort they put into it.


Some dance to remember, some dance to forget
Some of her friends dance to recall the memories of others, while some forget their stress and worries by dancing.


So I called up the Captain, 'Please bring me my wine'
I requested the captain of the hotel to bring me a bottle of wine to get some rest and peace.


He said, 'We haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine'
The captain replied negatively as they ran out of the specific wine I requested almost 3 decades ago.


And still those voices are calling from far away, Wake you up in the middle of the night, Just to hear them say...
From a distance, I still heard the echoes of uncertain whispers that interrupt my sleep, and reminds me of what I left behind.


Mirrors on the ceiling, The pink champagne on ice
The hotel had luxurious amenities, including ceiling mirrors and champagne on ice.


And she said 'We are all just prisoners here, of our own device'
She told me that everyone was trapped in their life’s choices, which they made themselves.


And in the master's chambers, they gathered for the feast
In the presence of the leader, people gathered for a grand feast celebration.


The stab it with their steely knives, but they just can't kill the beast
They tried to stop their dark inner desires, but those were too strong to get rid of.


Last thing I remember, I was running for the door
As I recalled my past, I remembered running for the door, trying to escape from whatever trapped me in the first place.


I had to find the passage back to the place I was before
I yearned for an escape route to go back to the place where I belonged.


'Relax', said the night man, We are programmed to receive
I calmed down when the night man assured me that everything around me was meticulously planned and taken care of.


You can checkout any time you like, But you can never leave!
Although I was free to leave the Hotel California anytime I wanted, my subconscious won't let me move out, which means I was still trapped.




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

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