On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair,
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air.
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light,
Em F#My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim, I had to stop for the night.
There she stood in thedoorway, I heard the mission bell,
And I was thinking to myself, "This could be heaven and thiscould be hell."
Then she lit up a candle, and she showed me the way,
There were voices down the corridor, I thought I heard them say,
G D"Welcome to the Hotel California,"
Such a lovely place [such a lovely place], such alovely face.
Plenty of room at the Hotel California,
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,
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she...
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