The Eagles - Hotel Californiaadd

C#m7 G#mOn a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hairB F#9Warm smell of colitas rising up through the airA EUp ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering lightF#m7 G#7My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim, I had to stop for the nightC#m7 G#mThere she stood in the doorway; I heard the mission bellB F#9And I was thinking to myself,"This could be heaven or this could be hell"A EThen she lit up a candle, and she showed me the wayF#m G#7There were voices down the corridor, I thought I heard them say
{Chorus}A EWelcome to the Hotel California. G#7 C#m7Such a lovely place, such a lovely faceA EPlenty of room at the Hotel California F#m7 G#7Any time of year (any time of year) you can find it hereC#m7 G#7Her mind is Tiffany twisted, she got the Mercedes bendsB F#9She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys that she calls friendsA EHow they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweatF#m7 G#7Some dance to remember, some dance to forgetC#m7 G#7So I called up the captain; "Please bring me my wine." He said;B F#9"We haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixty-nine"A EAnd still those voices are calling from far awayF#m7 G#7Wake you up in the middle of the night, just to hear them say
{Chorus}A EWelcome to the Hotel California. G#7 C#m7Such a lovely place, such a lovely face A EThey livin' if up at the Hotel California F#m7 G#7What a nice surprise (what a nice surprise) bring your alibisC#m7 G#7Mirrors on the ceiling, the pink champagne on ice. And she said;B F#9"We are all just prisoners here, of our own device"A EAnd in the master's chambers, they gathered for the feastF#m7 G#7They stab it with their steely knives, but they just can't kill the beastC#m7 G#7Last thing I remember, I was running for the doorB F#9I had to find the passage back to the place I was beforeA E"Relax" said the nightman, "We are programmed to receive"F#m7 G#7"You can check out anytime you like, but you can never leave"