HOTEL歌词
hotel california - eagles - hotel california
on a dark desert highway cool wind in my hair
warm smell of colitas rising through the air
up a head 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 and this could be hell
then she lit