The Eagles - Hotel California

[Verse]

D#m                        A# 
On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
C#                     G# 
Warm smell of colitas rising up through the air
B                         F# 
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
G#m 
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
A# 
I had to stop for the night

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

[Chorus]

B                        F# 
Welcome to the Hotel California.
       G#m                   D#m7 
Such a lovely place, such a lovely face
B                               F# 
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
G#m                                      A# 
Any time of year (any time of year) you can find it here
 

[Verse]

D#m                           A# 
Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes bends
C#                        G# 
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys she calls friends
B                                F# 
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
G#m 
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget

D#m                           A# 
So I called up the Captain, 'Please bring me my wine'
C#                                               G# 
He said, 'We haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine'
B                          F# 
And still those voices are calling from far away,
G#m 
Wake you up in the middle of the night
A# 
Just to hear them say...

[Chorus]

B                        F# 
Welcome to the Hotel California
G#m                                         D#m7 
Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place), Such a lovely face
B                                  F# 
They livin' it up at the Hotel California
G#m                                           A# 
What a nice surprise (what a nice surprise), Bring your alibis

[Verse]

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

D#m                     A# 
Last thing I remember, I was running for the door
C#                                     G# 
I had to find the passage back to the place I was before
B                             F# 
'Relax,' said the night man, 'We are programmed to receive.
G#m 
You can check-out any time you like,
A# 
But you can never leave!'