[Originally by Eagles]



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 that corridor 

I thought I heard them say 



[original chorus beat]



Her mind is Tiffany twisted 

She's got the Mercedes 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 

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 



[original chorus beat]



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 programed to recieve 

You can check out any time you like 

But you can never leave 



[original chorus beat]