| Bm | F#7 | |
| On a dark desert highway, | cool wind in my hair |
| A | E7 | |
| Warm smell of colitas | rising up through the air |
| G | D | |
| Up ahead in the distance, | I saw a shimmering light |
| Em | F#7 | |
| My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim; | I had to stop for the night. |
| Bm | F#7 | |
| There she stood in the doorway; | I heard the mission bell |
| A | E7 | |
| 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#7 | |
| There were voices down the corridor | I thought I heard them say... |
| Chorus: |
| G | D | |
| Welcome to the Hotel Cali | fornia... |
| F#7 Bm F#7(on C#)Bm(on D) |
| Such a lovely place,(such a lovely place)such a lovely face... |
| G | D | |
| Plenty of room at the Hotel Cali | fornia... |
| Em | F#7 | |
| Any | time of year,(any time of year)you can | find it here... |
| Verse: |
| Bm | F#7 | |
| Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, | she got the Mercedes Bends |
| A | E7 | |
| 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#7 | |
| Some dance to remember, | some dance to forget |
| Bm | F#7 | |
| So I called up the Captain, " | Please bring me my wine" |
| A | E7 | |
| He said, " | We haven't had that spirit here since | nineteen sixty nine" |
| G | D | |
| And still those voices are calling from | far away, |
| Em | F#7 | |
| Wake you up in the middle of the night | just to hear them say... |
| Chorus: |
| G | D | |
| Welcome to the Hotel Cali | fornia... |
| F#7 Bm F#7(on C#)Bm(on D) |
| Such a lovely place,(such a lovely place)such a lovely face... |
| G | D | |
| They livin' it up at the Hotel Cali | fornia... |
| Em | F#7 | |
| What a | nice surprise,(what a nice surprise)bring your | alibis... |
| Verse: |
| Bm | F#7 | |
| Mirrors on the ceiling, | the pink champagne on ice |
| A | E7 | |
| And she said " | We are all just prisoners here, | of our own device" |
| G | |
| And in the master's chambers, they gathered for the feast |
| Em | |
| They stab it with their steely knives, but they just can't kill the beast |
| Bm | F#7 | |
| Last thing I remember, I was | running for the door |
| A | E7 | |
| I had to find the passage back to | place I was before |
| G | D | |
| "Relax" said the night man, "We are | programmed to receive. |
| Em | F#7 | |
| You can check out any time you like, | but you can never leave". |