[Bm]On a dark desert highway, [F#]cool wind in my hair [A]Warm smell of colitas, [E]rising through the air [G]Up ahead in the distance, [D]I saw a shimering light [Em]My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim, [F#]I had to stop for the night [Bm]There she stood in the doorway, [F#]I heard the mission bell [A]And I was thinking to myself: this could be [E]heaven or this could be hell [G]Then she lit up a candle [D]and she showed me the way [Em]There were voices down the corridor; [F#]I thought I heard them say: {start_of_chorus} "[G]Welcome to the Hotel Califor[D]nia [F#]Such a lovely place (such a lovely place), such a [Bm]lovely face [G]Plenty of room at the Hotel Califor[D]nia