Payday Loans


A legújabb

Hotel California PDF Nyomtatás E-mail


 Bm                        F#
>On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
 A                     E
>Warm smell of colitas rising up through the air
 G                         D
>Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
>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.
        Em                   Bm7
>Such a lovely place, such a lovely face
    G                               D
>(1)Plenty of room at the Hotel California
>(2)They livin' it up at the Hotel California
        Em                                      F#
>(1)Any time of year (any time of year) you can find it here
>(2)What a nice surprise (what a nice surprise) bring your alibis
>Her mind is Tiffany twisted, she got the Mercedes bends
>She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys that she calls friends
>How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat
>Some dance to remember, some dance to forget
>So I called up the captain;  "Please bring me my wine."
>"We haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixty-nine"
>And still those voices are calling from far away
>Wake you up in the middle of the night, just to hear them say
>CHORUS (with ending 2)
>Mirrors on the ceiling, the pink champagne on ice
>And she said "We are all just prisoners here, of our own device"
>And in the master's chambers, they gathered for the feast
>They stab it with their steely knives, but they just can't kill the beast
>Last thing I remember, I was running for the door
>I had to find the passage back to the place I was before
>"Relax" said the nightman, "We are programmed to receive"
>"You can check out anytime you like, but you can never leave"
>(Instrumental and fade)