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: 
                    {start_of_chorus}   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"                   {end_of_chorus} 
 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"