Hotel California by The Eagles

Intro

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Verse 1

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

Verse 2

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

Chorus 1

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                    Welcome to the hotel Cali-
                  
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                    fornia;
                  
                    Such a 
                  
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                    lovely place, such a 
                  
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                    lovely face
                  
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                    Plenty of room at the hotel Cali-
                  
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                    fornia,
                  
                    any 
                  
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                    time of year, you can 
                  
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                    find it here

Verse 3

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                    Her mind is tiffany-twisted, 
                  
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                    she got the Mercedes Benz
                  
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                    She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that 
                  
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                    she calls friends
                  
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                    How they dance in the courtyard, 
                  
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                    sweet summer sweat.
                  
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                    Some dance to remember, 
                  
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                    some dance to forget

Verse 4

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                    So I called up the captain, 
                  
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                    please bring me my wine
                  
                    He said, we 
                  
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                    haven t had that spirit here since 
                  
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                    nineteen sixty nine
                  
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                    And still those voices are calling from 
                  
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                    far away
                  
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                    Wake you up in the middle of the night, 
                  
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                    just to hear them say

Chorus 2

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                    Welcome to the hotel Cali-
                  
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                    fornia;
                  
                    Such a 
                  
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                    lovely place, such a 
                  
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                    lovely face
                  
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                    They re living it up at the hotel Cali-
                  
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                    fornia
                  
                    What a 
                  
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                    nice surprise, bring your 
                  
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                    alibis

Verse 5

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                    Mirrors on the ceiling, 
                  
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                    the pink champagne on ice
                  
                    And she said 
                  
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                    we are all just prisoners here, 
                  
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                    of our own device
                  
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                    And in the master s chambers, 
                  
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                    they gathered for the feast
                  
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                    The stab it with their steely knives, but they 
                  
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                    just can t kill the beast

Verse 6

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                    Last thing I remember, I was 
                  
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                    running for the door
                  
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                    I had to find the passage back, to the 
                  
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                    place I was before
                  
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                    relax, said the night man, we are 
                  
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                    programmed to receive.
                  
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                    You can checkout any time you like, 
                  
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                    but you can never leave!

Guitar Solo

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