Sunday, July 09, 2006

Sundays Scribbles

I told myself last week that I was going to take on the Sunday Scribbles this week. And the subject is Hotels. Well the first thing that popped into my head is this,,I know its not my own words, but it is one of my favorite songs,,does that count?

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 Such a lovely face Plenty of room at the Hotel California Any time of year Any time of year You can find it here You can find it here 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 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 Such a lovely face They're livin' it up at the Hotel California What a nice surprise What a nice surprise Bring your alibies 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


AnnieElf said...

Love that car. My first car was a fire engine red 55 Thunderbird. To this day, 37 years after I sold it, I regret the loss of the car.

Daisy Lupin said...

Great minds think alike Beth,that was the song that popped up in my head as soon as I read the prompt on Sunday Scribblings. I wrote about personal hotel experiences instead though. All the time I was writing it I kept singing the Eagles song quietly to myself. Love xx

vicci said...

The it Beth!

Golden Granny said...

Hi Sweetie,
That was a great song. Dont remember it that much. Wish I could
remember it but my old mind just doesnt work as good as it use to.

vicci said...

Beth....I finally got my pictures posted from my wilderness trip on Saturday...check them out! I think you'll like them. It felt so good to get away for the it's back in the heat! How was your weekend?