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Hotel California
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Al B. Sure!
Al B. Sure!
백그라운드 보컬
Craig Derry
Craig Derry
백그라운드 보컬
Kyle West
Kyle West
건반
작곡 및 작사
Don Felder
Don Felder
송라이터
글렌 프라이
글렌 프라이
송라이터
Don Henley
Don Henley
송라이터
프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
Al B. Sure!
Al B. Sure!
책임 프로듀서
Frank Cardello
Frank Cardello
어시스턴트 레코딩 엔지니어
Keith Evans
Keith Evans
어시스턴트 레코딩 엔지니어
Mark Harder
Mark Harder
어시스턴트 레코딩 엔지니어
Evan Stark
Evan Stark
레코딩 엔지니어
Herb "Pump" Powers
Herb "Pump" Powers
마스터링 엔지니어
Kyle West
Kyle West
프로듀서
Richard McKernan
Richard McKernan
믹싱 엔지니어
Eric Stark
Eric Stark
편집 엔지니어
George Karras
George Karras
레코딩 엔지니어
Roey Shamir
Roey Shamir
레코딩 엔지니어
안드레 하렐
안드레 하렐
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가사

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 bright red Benz 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 alibi's Mirrors on the ceiling 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 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 programmed to receive
Writer(s): Glenn Lewis Frey, Don Felder, Donald Hugh Henley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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