آکورد هتل کالیفرنیا (ایگلز)
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 s