Hotel California

Hotel California

The Eagles

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Bm                        F#

On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair

A                      E

Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air

G                           D

Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light

Em

My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim,

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I had to stop for the night

Bm

There she stood in the doorway;

F#

I heard the mission bell

A

And I was thinking to myself,

              E

this could be heaven or this could be hell

G                                D

Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way

Em

There were voices down the corridor,

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I thought I heard them say...

G                        D

Welcome to the hotel California;

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such a lovely place,

       Bm

such a lovely face

G                               D

Plenty of room at the hotel California,

    Em                    F#

any time of year, you can find it here

Bm                           F#

Her mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes bends

A                                          E

She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends

G                                D

How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.

Em                      F#

Some dance to remember, some dance to forget

Bm            

So I called up the captain,

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please bring me my wine

            A                                  E

He said, we haven t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine

G                                       D

And still those voices are calling from far away

Em          

Wake you up in the middle of the night,

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just to hear them say

G                        D

Welcome to the hotel California;

       F#

such a lovely place,

       Bm

such a lovely face

G                                     D

They re living it up at the hotel California

       Em                        F#

What a nice surprise, bring your alibis

Bm          

Mirrors on the ceiling,

F#

the pink champagne on ice

             A                               E

And she said we are all just prisoners here, of our own device

G        

And in the master s chambers,

D

they gathered for the feast

Em

The stab it with their steely knives,

         F#

but they just can t kill the beast

Bm

Last thing I remember, I was

F#

running for the door

A

I had to find the passage back,

       E

to the place I was before

G

relax, said the night man,

       D

we are programmed to receive.

Em

You can checkout any time you like,

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but you can never leave!

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