Transcribed by: Kevin Dutcher (kdutcher@msn.com)
F Bb C F F/A
I was sitting in the Hollywood Hawaiian Hotel
Bb C Dm
I was staring in my empty coffee cup,
A A7 Dm Gm
I was thinking that the gypsy wasn't lyin',
Fsus4 F Csus4
C
All the salty margaritas in Los Angeles, I'm gonna drink 'em up
Bb C Bb F
And if California slides into the ocean,
Bb Am Gm F
Like the mystics and statistics say it will,
Ddim6 Am Gm F
I predict this Motel will be standing, until I pay my bill.
(Bb - C)
Bb Am Gm C F
But don't the sun look angry through the trees,
Bb Am Gm C Dm
Don't the trees look like crucified thieves,
Dm Gm7
Don't you feel like desperados under the eaves,
Gm7 Csus4 C Fsus4 F
Heaven help the one who leaves.
Gm Dm
Still waking up in the morning with shaking hands,
F C Dm
And I'm trying to find a girl who understands me,
A A7 Dm C
But except in dreams you're never really free,
Bb Am Gm C F
Don't the sun look angry at me.
Bb C F F/A
I was sitting in the Hollywood Hawaiian Hotel,
Bb C Dm
I was listening to the air conditioner hum, It went,
(Dm F/C F) (Bb F C)
Ummm
Look away down, Gower avenue, look away.
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