Hotel California The Eagles

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a E7 G D F C d E
a E7 G D F C d E
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aOn a dark desert highway,E7 cool wind in my hair
GWarm smell of colitas,D rising up through the air
FUp ahead in the distance,C I saw a shimmering light
dMy head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
EI had to stop for the night
aThere she stood in the doorway;E7 I heard the mission bell
GAnd I was thinking to myself
'This could be Dheaven or this could be Hell'
FThen she lit up a candleC and she showed me the way
dThere were voices down the corridor,
EI thought I heard them say
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FWelcome to the Hotel CaliCfornia
Such a E7lovely place (such a lovely place) such a alovely face
FPlenty of room at the Hotel CaliCfornia
Any dtime of year (any time of year) you can Efind it here
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aHer mind is Tiffany-twisted, E7She got the Mercedes Bends
GShe got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, thatD she calls friends
FHow they dance in the courtyard, Csweet summer sweat
dSome dance to remember,E some dance to forget
aSo I called up the Captain;E7 Please bring me my wine' (he said)
GWe haven't had that spirit here sinceD nineteen sixty-nine'
FAnd still those voices are calling from Cfar away
dWake you up in the middle of the night
EJust to hear them say
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FWelcome to the Hotel CaliCfornia
Such a E7lovely place (such a lovely place) such a alovely face
They Flivin' it up at the Hotel CaliCfornia
What a dnice surprise (what a nice surprise), bring your Ealibis
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aMirrors on the ceiling,E7 the pink champagne on ice (and he said)
GWe are all just prisoners here,D of our own device
FAnd in the master's chambers,C they gathered for the feast
dThey stab it with their steely knives nut they
Ejust can't kill the beast
aLast thing I remember, I was runningE7 for the door
GI had to find the passage back to the Dplace I was before
FRelax, said the night man; we areC programmed to receive
dYou can check out any time you like
E7But you can never leave!


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