Original key: ~ Hotel California ~
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Em |
B7
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[1] On a
dark desert highway |
Cool wind in
my hair |
I was thinking to myself, this could |
be heaven or this could be hell |
[2] Her
mind is tiffany-twisted |
She got the
Mercedes-Benz |
(He said) ¡°We haven¡¯t had that spirit here |
Since nineteen sixty nine¡± |
[3] Mirrors on the ceiling |
They drink |
I have to find my passage back |
To the place I was before |
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Warm smell of
coletus |
Rising up
thru the air |
Then she lit
up a candle |
And she showed me the way |
She got a lot
of pretty, pretty boy |
She calls
friends |
And still
those voices are coming |
from far away |
(And she said) We are all just prisoners here |
of
our own device |
¡°Relax¡±, said the night man |
We are all programmed to receive |
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G |
Am |
B7 |
Up ahead in
the distance |
I saw a shimmer of light |
There were
voices down the |
corridor, and I heard them say |
How they
dance in the courtyard |
Sweet summer
sweat |
Wake you up
in the middle of the |
night Just to hear
them say |
In the Master¡¯s chambers |
They gathered for the fiest |
You can check out any time you |
like But you can never leave! |
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Am |
B7 |
Chorus
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My head grew
heavy and my sight grew dim |
I had to stop for the night |
C G |
Am
Em |
Some dance to
remember |
Some
dance to forget |
[1] Welcome to the hotel California |
Such a lovely place, such a lovely face |
Stab
it with the steely knives, but they |
just can¡¯t kill the beast |
[2] Welcome to the hotel California |
Such a lovely place, such a lovely face |
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B7
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G
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B7
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There she
stood in the doorway |
I heard the
mission bell |
Plenty of room in the hotel California |
Any time of year, you can find it here |
So I called up the Captain |
¡°Please bring me my wine!¡± |
Living it up in the hotel California |
What a nice surprise, When you¡¯re out of lies |
Last thing I remember I was |
running for the door |
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Transcribed by Sunarto - G |