[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 bends
  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]