Hotel california

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