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\beginsong{Hotel California}[by=The Eagles,cov=complete-greatest-hits] |
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\cover |
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\gtab{Sim}{2:002210} |
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\gtab{Fa#}{2:022100} |
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\gtab{La}{002220} |
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\gtab{Mi}{022100} |
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\gtab{Sol}{320003} |
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\gtab{Ré}{XX0232} |
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\beginverse |
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\[Sim]On a dark desert highway, |
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\[Fa#]Cool wind in my hair |
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\[La]Warm smell of colitas |
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\[Mi]Rising up through the air |
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\[Sol]Up ahead in the distance, |
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\[Ré]I saw a shimmering light |
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\[Mim]My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim |
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\[Fa#]I had to stop for the night |
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\endverse |
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\beginverse |
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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 |
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This could be heaven or this could be hell |
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Then she lit up a candle, |
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And she showed me the way |
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There were voices down the corridor, |
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I thought I heard them say |
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\endverse |
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\beginchorus |
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\[Sol]Welcome to the Hotel Cali\[Ré]fornia. |
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Such a \[Mim]lovely place, |
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Such a \[Fa#]lovely face |
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\[Sol]Plenty of room at the Hotel Cali\[Ré]fornia |
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Any \[Mim]time of year \echo{any time of year} |
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You can \[Fa#]find it here |
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\endchorus |
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\beginverse |
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Her mind is Tiffany twisted, |
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She got the Mercedes bends |
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She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys |
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That 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 |
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\endverse |
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\beginverse |
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So I called up the captain |
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``Please bring me my wine.'' |
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``We haven't had that spirit here |
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Since 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 |
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\endverse |
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\beginchorus |
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Welcome to the Hotel California. |
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Such a lovely place, |
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Such a lovely face |
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They livin' it up at the Hotel California |
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What a nice surprise \echo{what a nice surprise} |
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Bring your alibis |
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\endchorus |
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\beginverse |
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Mirrors on the ceiling, |
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The pink champagne on ice |
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And she said: ``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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They stab it with their steely knives, |
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But they just can't kill the beast |
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\endverse |
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\beginverse |
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Last thing I remember, |
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I was running for the door |
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I had to find the passage back to the place I was before |
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``Relax'' said the nightman, |
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``We are programmed to receive'' |
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``You can check out anytime you like, |
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But you can never leave'' |
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\endverse |
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\endsong |
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