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Intro: Fm | C7 | D#sus2 | Bb9 C# | G# | Bbm7 | C7 Fm | C7 | D#add9 Bb9 | C# | G# | Bbm7 | C7 Fm C7 On a dark desert highway, D#add9 Cool wind in my hair, Bb9 Warm smell of colitas C# Rising up through the air. G# Up ahead in the distance, Bbm7 I saw a shimmering light. My head grew heavy C7 And my sight grew dim; I had to stop for the night. Fm C7 There she stood in the doorway; D#add9 I heard the mission bell. D#add9/Bb And I was thinking to myself: Bb9 This could be heaven C# Or this could be hell. G# Then she lit up a candle, Bbm7 And she showed me the way. C7 There were voices down the corridor; I thought I heard them say: Chorus: C# G# “Welcome to the Hotel California, C7 Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place), Fm D#/G G# Bbm7sus2 Bbm7sus2/C Such a lovely face. C# G# Plenty of room at the Hotel California. Bbm Any time of year (Any time of year) C7 You can find it here.” Fm C7 Her mind is Tiffany twisted. D#add9 She got the Mercedes bends. (Uh.) Bb9 She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, C# That she calls friends. How they dance in the courtyard; G# Bbm7 Sweet summer sweat. C7 Some dance to remember; C7sus4 C7 Some dance to forget. Fm C7 So I called up the captain: “Please, bring me my wine.” D#add9 D#add9/Bb He said, “We haven’t had that spirit here Bb9 C# Since nineteen sixty nine”. And still those voices are calling from G# Bbm7 Far away; C7 Wake you up in the middle of the night Just to hear them say, hey: Chorus: C# G# “Welcome to the Hotel California, C7 Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place), Fm D#/G G# Bbm7sus2 Such a lovely face. Bbm7sus2/C C# They’re living it up G# At the Hotel California. Bbm What a nice surprise (What a nice surprise). C7 Bring your alibis.” Fm C7 Mirrors on the ceiling, The pink champagne on ice, D#add9 And she said, Bb9 “We are all just prisoners here C# Of our own device.” G# And in the master’s chambers, Bbm7 They gathered for the feast. They stab it with their steely knives, C7 But they just can’t kill the beast. Fm Last thing I remember C7 D#add9 I was running for the door. D#add9/Bb I had to find the passage back Bb9 C# To the place I was before. “Relax,” said the nightman, G# Bbm7 “We are programmed to receive. C7 You can check out any time you like C5 B5 C5 But you can never leave.” Instrumental: Fm | C7 | D#add9 | Bb9 C# | G# | Bbm7 | C7 } ×5