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Intro: F#m | C#7 | Esus2 | H9 D | A | Hm7 | C#7 F#m | C#7 | Eadd9 H9 | D | A | Hm7 | C#7 F#m C#7 On a dark desert highway, Eadd9 Cool wind in my hair, H9 Warm smell of colitas D Rising up through the air. A Up ahead in the distance, Hm7 I saw a shimmering light. My head grew heavy C#7 And my sight grew dim; I had to stop for the night. F#m C#7 There she stood in the doorway; Eadd9 I heard the mission bell. Eadd9/H And I was thinking to myself: H9 This could be heaven D Or this could be hell. A Then she lit up a candle, Hm7 And she showed me the way. C#7 There were voices down the corridor; I thought I heard them say: Chorus: D A “Welcome to the Hotel California, C#7 Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place), F#m E/G# A Hm7sus2 Hm7sus2/C# Such a lovely face. D A Plenty of room at the Hotel California. Hm Any time of year (Any time of year) C#7 You can find it here.” F#m C#7 Her mind is Tiffany twisted. Eadd9 She got the Mercedes bends. (Uh.) H9 She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, D That she calls friends. How they dance in the courtyard; A Hm7 Sweet summer sweat. C#7 Some dance to remember; C#7sus4 C#7 Some dance to forget. F#m C#7 So I called up the captain: “Please, bring me my wine.” Eadd9 Eadd9/H He said, “We haven’t had that spirit here H9 D Since nineteen sixty nine”. And still those voices are calling from A Hm7 Far away; C#7 Wake you up in the middle of the night Just to hear them say, hey: Chorus: D A “Welcome to the Hotel California, C#7 Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place), F#m E/G# A Hm7sus2 Such a lovely face. Hm7sus2/C# D They’re living it up A At the Hotel California. Hm What a nice surprise (What a nice surprise). C#7 Bring your alibis.” F#m C#7 Mirrors on the ceiling, The pink champagne on ice, Eadd9 And she said, H9 “We are all just prisoners here D Of our own device.” A And in the master’s chambers, Hm7 They gathered for the feast. They stab it with their steely knives, C#7 But they just can’t kill the beast. F#m Last thing I remember C#7 Eadd9 I was running for the door. Eadd9/H I had to find the passage back H9 D To the place I was before. “Relax,” said the nightman, A Hm7 “We are programmed to receive. C#7 You can check out any time you like C#5 C5 C#5 But you can never leave.” Instrumental: F#m | C#7 | Eadd9 | H9 D | A | Hm7 | C#7 } ×5