HOTEL CALIFORNIA 
 
 
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  On a dark desert highway,   cool wind in my hair, 
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  warm smell of colitas  rising up through the air. 
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  Up ahead in the distance  I saw a shimmering light, 
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  my head grew heavy and my sight grew dim,   I had to stay for the night. 
 
 
Bm                               F#7 
  There she stood in the doorway,   I heard the mission bell, 
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  and I was thinking to myself this could be heaven, this could be hell. 
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  Then she lit up a candle  and she showed me the way, 
Em                                    F#7 
  there were voices down the corridor,   I thought I heard them say: 
 
 
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 "Welcome to the hotel California, such a lovely place, such a lovely face. 
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  Plenty of room at the hotel California, any time of year you can find it here." 
 
 
Bm                            F#7 
  Her mind is Tiffany twisted,   she got the Mercedes Benz, 
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  she got a lot of pretty, pretty boys,  she calls friends. 
 G                                 D 
  How they dance in the courtyard!  Sweet summer sweat! 
Em                       F#7 
  Some dance to remember,   some dance to forget. 
 
 
Bm                           F#7 
  So I called up the captain:   "Please bring me my wine", he said: 
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  "We haven't had that spirit here since  nineteen sixty-nine". 
 G                                   D 
  And still those voices are calling  from far away, 
Em                                       F#7 
  wake you up in the middle of the night,   just to hear them say: 
 
 
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 "Welcome to the hotel California, such a lovely place, such a lovely face. 
           G                             D             Em                       F#7 
  They're living it up at the hotel California, what a nice surprise, bring your alibis." 
 
 
Bm                       F#7 
  Mirrors on the ceiling,   the pink champagne on ice, and she said: 
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  "We are all just prisoners here,  of our own device". 
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  And in the master's chambers,  they gathered for the feast. 
Em                                     F#7 
  They stab it with their steely knives   but they just can't kill the beast. 
 
 
Bm                      F#7 
  Last thing I remember,  (I was) running for the door. 
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  I had to find the passage back to the place I was before 
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  "Relax", said the night man,  "We are programmed to receive, 
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  you can check out any time you like,   but you can never leave". 
 
 
G                           D             F#7                   Bm 
 "Welcome to the hotel California, such a lovely place, such a lovely face. 
    G                              D          Em                   F#7 
  Plenty of room at the hotel California, any time of year you can find it here."