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Hotel California (The Eagles)
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                                        F#
 My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim, I had to stop for the night

Bm                              F#
 There she stood in the doorway, I heard the mission bell
A                                           E
 And I was thinking to myself this could be heaven or this could be hell
G                        D
 Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
Em                                   F#
 There were voices down the corridor, I thought I heard them say

G                         D
 Welcome to the Hotel California
        Em                   Bm7
 Such a lovely place, such a lovely face
 G                               D
 Plenty of room at the Hotel California
     Em                                      F#
 Any time of year (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                          F#
 So I called up the captain, "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                                     F#
 Wake you up in the middle of the night just to hear them say

G                         D
 Welcome to the Hotel California
        Em                   Bm7
 Such a lovely place, such a lovely face
      G                             D
 They livin' it up at the Hotel California 
        Em                                              F#
 What a nice surprise (what a nice surprise) bring your alibis 

Bm                      F#
 Mirrors on the ceiling, the pink champagne on ice
             A                                E
 And she said "We are all just prisoners here, of our own device"
G                            D
 And in the master's chambers they gathered for the feast
Em                                               F#
 They stab it with their steely knives, but they just can't kill the beast

Bm                           F#
 Last thing I remember, I was running for the door
A                                      E
 I had to find the passage back to the place I was before
G                                   D
 "Relax", said the nightman, "We are programmed to receive"
Em                                   F#
 "You can check out anytime you like, but you can never leave"
A     -02220
Bm    -24432
Bm7   -24232
D     --0232
E     022100
Em    022000
F#    244322
G     320033
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